Chapter 221 When Shall I Move Out

• Dreams were great. In there, Christopher explained everything to me. He was terribly worried too. How nice it would be if reality were the same. Silently, I wept. No one would know if I ever did that in a dream. I could cry to my heart's content without having to care what anybody thought.
• A pair of hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. It must be Christopher's hands. They were so warm. I hoped I never had to wake up from this dream.
• “Christopher... Christopher...” I called his name in between sobs as I buried myself in his arms.