'Since when was the air inside the elevator suffocating?'
Eve took a deep breath. She focused on her breathing. If not, she might just faint from
claustrophobia. Her stomach became queasy, churning the chicken fingers she ate earlier. Maybe fried food really wasn't all that great.
She stood a meter away from Ambryan, purposely out of his peripheral vision. Her mind began to wander. It questioned how he felt when he said those words in front of the world. Was this too fast? She did raise that point but he protested.
Maybe she just wasn't used to being called that way.
At least, when not dressed as Evangeline.
Leaning on the wall behind her, she closed her eyes and felt her phone vibrate again.
The notification said, ``Private Message.``
Huehue. Seems like someone got too excited... Yan, you greet each other every morning and every night. Were you traumatized from the time she woke up late? XD
Have a good day!
Other ongoing work: Trust and Believe in Love