The King 67

Did she look on him with admiration or with the scrutiny of someone appalled by what she saw? Mitchell realized he was no knight in shining armor, much as he might wish to be. He was a flawed human being, like everyone else. As if Akemi were delicate and he her protector, he stroked her hair with great gentleness, running his hand through its fineness; his fingers traced her bare shoulder. Short chapters. New episode almost every day.