Chapter 36

༺ The First Letter (36) ༻

Silence lingered for a while between Celine and Seria.

Two hands were holding me from either side. I was stuck in between two women who were fighting a war of nerves. It wasn’t a mistake, nor was it an exaggeration. It was indeed the reality.

Celine and Seria are lovely girls who attract admiration from everywhere. It’s flattering to know that those two cared for me so much, but I felt heartbroken when I saw the icy glint in their eyes as their gazes clashed against each other.

Celine, who I grew up with since childhood, as well as Seria, who was just learning about human relationships, are friends whom I cherished quite a lot. And I must be a close friend to the two of them as well, so I can understand why they didn’t want to lose me.

Even if it isn’t a romantic relationship, the desire for monopoly still exists. Those feelings will fade with age, but for now, Celine and Seria still harbored those emotions.

To be honest, it’s quite the conundrum.

That was the first thought that crossed my mind amidst the tension, which was akin to a thin thread on the verge of snapping. It wasn’t easy for me to take either of their sides.

In a way, it was Celine who had unilaterally gotten in between me and Seria, but still, it was implicit action on her part, since we always have breakfast together. However, it was impossible for me to suggest that all three of us should dine together in such a chilling atmosphere.

In fact, I don’t even think I would be able to digest properly while walking on thin ice. No matter how much of a fool I am, I’m not that dense of a person.

While I was drenched in sweat, it was Celine who broke the silence.

Celine’s smile is usually gentle and friendly. Her smile could properly show her amiable personality. But the smile she has now seemed different.

Her eyes weren’t smiling, only an arc was drawn across her lips.

At first glance, one could see a cold light still lingered in her brown eyes. Then Celine uttered the following first words to Seria, whom she had been ignoring so far.

“Huh, Lady Yurdina? Do you have anything to do with ‘my’ Ian Oppa?”