Charles
The air became deathly still.
“…I’m sorry if I made you mad.” Ciel blurted after a long minute of silence.
Charles was caught defenceless against Ciel’s sudden apology. He didn’t know what kind of face he should show him.
“…I actually didn’t mean it like that.” He averted his gaze, while pondering about what his words meant for Ciel. Meanwhile, Ciel, who heard Charles’ comment, flashed an expectant look at him, as if seeking something beyond what he originally thought.
Was the old man truly wanted him to return to wherever he belong to? Because if he did, then that’s a hard request to fulfil.
“I mean,” Ciel heaved a low sigh, before slowly weaving a smile at Ciel. “You probably have a home to return to, right? So, I won’t stop you if by chance you want to go back.”
Ciel shoo
