She did not speak and looked despondent.

Suddenly, Aurum stood up and walked over to her, gently patting her shoulder. Eventually, his hand settled on her shoulder, giving it a firm yet gentle squeeze. The warmth of his hand through her clothes touched her skin, and it tingled.

Ivy remained motionless.

In her mind, she recalled the first time she met Aurum. He had intervened and saved her from the skateboarders.

Back then, Aurum was like a knight on a white horse, an image that Ivy remember