Calming down wasn't a graceful process. More like my heartbeat finally stopped punching me from the inside.
My legs still felt like wet noodles, and my face probably rivaled a tomato in both heat and shame.
I pushed Kael's user back a little.
Not harshly, just enough space so I could breathe like a normal human instead of a malfunctioning toaster about to short-circuit.
His arms retreated instantly; he wasn't one of those creeps who pretended not to understand body language.
Good.
Because I was definitely seconds away from dying of embarrassment. Crying into a stranger's chest like some melodramatic webnovel heroine? Kill me again.
"Eunji!" Minho's voice cracked like he'd been shouting for hours. He and Suyoung hurried toward us.
Perfect. Exactly what I needed. Witnesses.
I wiped my tears in a panic, which probably just smeared them more. Suyoung's eyes went huge, soft with concern. Minho's eyebrows nearly hit the ceiling.
