The two of them were strolling near Crimson Harbor, but Zoe Rhodes's mind wasn't on the scenery at all.
She'd spent the entire walk agonizing over how to naturally and smoothly hold Nathan Bennett's hand without getting smacked.
They walked side by side, their hands almost touching several times, but Zoe Rhodes chickened out every time.
By the time they headed back, she still hadn't managed to make any physical contact with Nathan Bennett.
In the car, Zoe Rhodes stared out the window and sighed silently.
Growing up, aside from Ethan Rhodes, the only other guy she'd had any close contact with was probably Zane Hawthorne.
She remembered back when they were deskmates. Every time she accidentally brushed against Zane Hawthorne's hand, he would pull away in disgust.
As if she were something filthy.
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「Porten, The Spire.」
It was the evening rush hour. The roads were congested, and traffic was stop-and-go.
