“Mr.Smith?”
“Hmm?” Levian hummed in response as they were walking upstairs from the kitchen. He glanced at Sherry as if waiting for her to go on.
“Err…”
Faced with his curious yet patient gaze, Sherry bit down on her lips- unable to form words to express her thoughts. She wanted to ask how things were progressing on his side. After all, she had done her part of the deal, and it was only right for her to question him.
“Don’t worry,” Levian said when he understood her thought. He brought his hand near to her face and carefully swiped away the strand of hair from her face - tucking it behind her ears. “I’ve got you, alright?” His low voice reverberated softly.
“Uhm,” Sherry hummed in response by slightly nodding her head. Whatever this man said, it always calmed her and showed her hope
