Aster was ticklish, especially around his waist. He couldn't stand anyone touching him there.

As expected, he squirmed under her touch and tried to escape.

Larissa took the chance to pull the blanket off. She enveloped Aster in her embrace. Aster's tear-streaked face was exposed.

Larissa's heart felt like it was being stabbed with a knife. Her chest ached, and she felt suffocated by the pain.

Tightening her arms around him, she lowered her head and kissed his forehead.

"Don't cry." Her