I'm Getting the Chills. Fuck.

Chapter 155

'……I suppose that's true.'

At the end of Sophia's soft murmur, a strange silence settled over the table.

Clink.

The sound of the teacup being set down rang unusually clearly in my ears.

It felt as though she'd started to say something, then swallowed it.

I wasn't so oblivious that I could miss that subtle difference in nuance, as though she'd deliberately gulped down a word she'd been rolling around on the tip of her tongue.

'What had she been about to say?'

I was curious, but I didn't bother asking.

The moment I asked what was wrong and pressed her on what she'd been about to say...