The lady trembled in my arms for a while, breathing shakily.

I didn’t know what had scared her so much, but she clung to me until her rough breath calmed down.

“Ricardo…”

“Yes.”

“Ricardo….”

Her hand wandered.

“Uuhh…”

I didn’t know where to touch the lady who was in my arms.

She hesitated between tapping her back for comfort or wrapping her waist for solace.

Merely patting her back left a sense of regret, yet embracing her waist made her heart race too much.

Despite thinking of herself as a …