Thomas Fisher unconsciously tightened his grip on Alice Turner's hand, and his palm suddenly grew damp.
Her fingers interlaced with his, she felt it immediately. It wasn't just the pressure of his grip and the dampness of his palm—she could also feel the tension in his heart.
Five years ago she suddenly left without a word; just how big an impact had that had on him? The shadow it left in his heart must be huge, right?
Alice squeezed Thomas's hand back hard and glanced at him. Only then did she slowly look at Isla Lane. "I'm not leaving, I—hiss…"
The sudden stab of pain from her hand made her cry out before she could stop herself.
Hearing Alice's strange little cry, the four people who didn't know what was going on all showed puzzled expressions.
With four pairs of eyes on her, Alice's cheeks actually grew a little hot. She gave an awkward smile and started making up a random explanation for her abnormal reaction just now. "I accidentally bit my tongue."
