Chapter 17

"This is camellia tea, good for anxiety …" Howl said while putting a cup of hot tea on the table.

Anna seems still shocked by what just happened. She was still silent, hugging himself with a blanket. The atmosphere was quiet for a while, no sound whatsoever but a calmness.

"You don't want to ask me why I did such a stupid thing?" asked Anna—daring to start a conversation.

"I'm not curious." Howl replied.

Anna smiles smalley at Howl's answer, which sounds indifferent but strangely does not feel irritated by Howl's flat tone.

"I have trauma. My mother died before my eyes because of me. That's why I can't cross the road because it's going to happen again." Anna said.

"I'

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