Chapter 133
- Johana fixes her gaze on the way Maksyn grabbed her hand, she feels her heart tearing apart, that sensation of wanting to cry non-stop, something that was inevitable was that her eyes became teary and, since her skin is so fair, the tip of her nose turned red from holding back the tears.
- She lets go of his grip.
- "Wait..." Maksyn said, not even understanding why he said it.