"Secondly, if you still feel guilty, consider last night when I bit you as compensation. From this moment on, we're even!"
Fiona Schmidt frowned, not saying a word. Hearing him say this, she did feel a bit better. She pressed her lips together and shrugged.
The man gave a faint smile and turned to leave. In the brilliant afternoon sunshine, his back looked especially tall and straight, majestic like a mountain. His short silver hair, neat and stylish, was exceptionally striking.
Fiona found herself a bit dazed, somehow always feeling that Norton Abyss was different from others. His peculiar illness, his unique appearance, and many of his strange behaviors all left her puzzled.
This man was like a book, enticing people to involuntarily feel drawn in, eager to flip to the last page to see what kind of person he truly was!?
