She was very clear that there was no love in her heart, but strangely, she did not feel a strong aversion either.
The most terrifying thing was that as she kept getting closer to him, there seemed to be a kind of wonderful chemical reaction occurring. When the first wave of cold air hit, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.
Just a faint sound from her throat, and she froze completely. She even pressed her fist to her lips, hardly believing that the sound had just come from her.
She had never experienced anything like this before, nothing like the two next door who were having a blast. She was neither repulsed by nor eager for such things. To her, the highs and lows described in novels didn't exist; it was simply a natural progression when passion deepened. If Glasses Guy hadn't cheated, they might also have naturally progressed to this point over time.
