Chapter 68
Cinderaven had washed his hands of the situation far too directly. Elara had just woken up, her mind still fuzzy, and it took her a moment to understand. When she saw his bird body slump over, she reacted and quickly said: "Wait… wait a second!" Wait until she puts her clothes on— Warm breath brushed her ear. It seemed it was already too late. Austin Corell, lying on top of Elara, opened his eyes. He lifted the corner of his mouth in a bitter smile. Right now, he could clearly feel the softness beneath him. Moving was awkward, not moving was even worse. Elara's face burned. She stared wide-eyed. Was he just going to lie on top of her? The only blanket on the bed seemed to be under her. She cleared her now-smooth throat, trying to break the awkwardness. "Can… can I ask which version
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