William's blank gaze remained fixed ahead as Tiara's question continued sinking deep into his brain.
"But…" He slowly lowered his eyes.
"Do I need to admit that I love her for it to work?" he asked quietly before immediately frowning again. "I—I mean…"
His words gradually became messier.
Almost like he didn't know what exactly he was trying to say anymore.
Because honestly, how was he even supposed to process all of this normally?
For his entire thirty years of life, everything around him had always followed logic.
Then suddenly, the woman he married turned out to be a nine-tailed fox who had lived for more than nine hundred years.
And now he was apparently sitting in a hospital lounge close to midnight, seriously discussing things like tails, reincarnation, memory erasing, and turning human through love.
Anyone in his position would've thought they were losing their mind.
William dragged a hand down his face roughly before letting out another exhausted laugh.
