"I didn't! I'm not... No!"
Vera began to frown and mutter in her sleep.
Confused, Quill thought she was talking to him before he realized her eyes were still closed despite her constant stream of words.
It turned out that she was talking in her sleep.
However, sweat poured from her forehead as she spoke. Her brows were tightly knit, looking distressed.
"I didn't... I really didn't..."
Then, Quill frowned as he approached her. He gently patted her cheek, trying to wake her up. "Vivy, Vivy?"
Vera continued to sleep-talk.
Thus, Quill could only try to comfort her, "Okay, okay, you're not. You're just dreaming. Don't be afraid."
He took his handkerchief out to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead.
Eventually, Vera quieted down. She stopped talking, and she had obviously calmed down.
After that, she fell sound asleep again.
Quill sighed. His poor girl.
He kissed her nose before he warmed up her hand with his own.
Vera slept for a long time this time around. The sky was already dark by the time she woke up, and the train arrived at the station at three in the middle of the night.
She didn't know if it was because of the nightmare, but Vera woke up in a horrible mood. She just sat there with a blank stare, and she didn't have much of an appetite.
Despite cajoling her to eat, she remained spiritless. So he didn't dare to force her with his previous methods again. In the end, Vera finally took a few bites after some gentle coaxing.
Then, Vera looked at him with a blank expression.
"Quill."
"Hm?"
"Do you love me?"
Quill didn't know how to answer.
Stunned, he hadn't expected Vera to ask such a question. He looked at her in silence as he pursed his lips, not answering her question.
Vera waited for a moment before she smiled at the lack of reply. "Forget it. We've already broken up. Does it still matter whether you love me or not?"
Then, Vera remained grim until the train arrived at the station.
At first, she had planned to lose Quill in the crowd, but he managed to catch her in time.
"There are so many people here; where are you going? Let's wait until everyone has left lest we get separated."
Meanwhile, Vera muttered to herself, "That's the plan. Who wants to stay with you?"
Hence, she tried breaking free from his grasp and said, "I don't want to wait. I want to disembark now."
Quill frowned lightly at her words. "Let's wait a little longer."
"No, it's stuffy here."
Helpless, Quill could only help her out of the train.
However, Vera was speechless at the way he guarded her.
What the hell? How could she escape if he followed her like a shadow?
How infuriating!
However, the air outside was definitely much better despite Quill holding on to her for dear life.
Vera sighed in her heart. How had she never realized how clingy Quill could be?
"The train's arrived at the station."
Vera got straight to the point. "Stop following me. Let's just go our separate ways."
As if he didn't hear her words, Quill took out his phone and asked, "Have you booked a hotel?"
Speechless, Vera didn't reply to him.
"Looks like you haven't... You silly girl, you came all the way here in the middle of the night without booking a hotel. What if you run into trouble?"
After that, Quill put away his phone and picked up Vera's suitcase. "Let's go."
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