To truly be able to live around her — to trust her presence fully — that didn't come so easily.
It had only been, what? Around three weeks since they first met.
And then, another thought struck him.
With that in mind, he looked at her and asked, "Well, before I give you my answer… can you tell me more about yourself?"
Then, seeing the peculiar look she gave him, he coughed lightly and added,
"I mean — despite all the time we've spent together, I still don't know many things about you, after all."
Anastasia narrowed her eyes slightly, before letting out a small sigh.
"Well… I don't mind talking about myself, if it's just a little."
But then, she paused.
Her gaze sharpened, and she asked flatly, "But, don't you feel like something's wrong?"
Christian blinked, a little caught off guard.
"What do you mean?" he asked back.
Anastasia's tone turned cold.
"It feels like you're interviewing me."
