Chapter 80

• "You're afraid I might throw spiders at you?" he chuckles, teasing her in an attempt to lighten the mood. She playfully tosses a pillow at him, caught in a fit of hysterical laughter.
• "Okay, your turn, Mr. Crost. What are your fears?" she decides to turn the tables on him, focusing on his fears.
• He gazes at her, his expression unreadable, maintaining a complete poker face. The atmosphere shifts as his eyelids move together and then slowly part. "To be honest, I don't have many fears anymore," he states with a shrug, continuing, "I suppose my fears revolve around someone being interested in me solely for my money and the thought of losing you."