Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 717

Agnes had just about given up by the end of it all.

She was twirling in rhythm with Jared’s movements.

Music seemed to be wafting around their ears.

Couples were dancing and kissing all around them.

Perhaps it was the cover of darkness that masked her discomfort and shyness.

Or maybe it was the fact that everyone else was kissing, that not participating would make her the odd one out.

In the end, Agnes stopped resisting, even forgetting to push him away.

She even began to enjoy it.

Jared still smelled as familiar as ever.

His scent was clean and sharp, like an infoxicating whiff of fresh lavender.

Agnes wasn’t sure if it was due to lack of oxygen, or perhaps she was dizzy from all the dancing, her mind seemed to be blank.

She felt as if she was lying in a vast field of flowers in Provence.

warming her entire

know how much

in the grand hall were switched on once again.

came back to her senses.

were still

were

Jared reluctantly

taste was

admitted, he had been reminiscing non–stop, every minute, every

what Agnes looked like

she always managed

her cheeks

if it was due to lack of

tender as a baby’s,

kind to her, leaving no traces on her face.

Agnes looked like a sixteen–year–old girl.

seemed to be glaring at Jared with a

carrying a misty aura reminiscent of a rainy day

at him with a hint of anger could even be

was breathing slightly heavily, her chest rising and

involuntarily

then she covered her chest with her hands,

you hiding? I’ve seen it all that night. Surprisingly, four years later, those peas