Agatha's Decision

The sound of footsteps could be heard faintly approaching the guest room that was currently occupied. The door opened, without a knock being given first. It seemed that the person who had just arrived in the room assumed that there was no one inside, when in fact there was Agatha who was dreamily staring out of the bedroom window.

With a faint smile and a faint sigh, his steps were brought closer to Agatha. Slowly, his arms were wrapped around her until he embraced her body.

"What are you thinking while staring outside alone like this?"

Chris's question just now as well as the hug he gave her, managed to bring Agatha back to her senses, then looked back briefly and finally rubbed Chris's arm that was holding her. "I'm sorry about earlier. I'm really sorry."

The sudden apology made Chris fade his smile and let go of his embrace. He slowly turned Agatha's body, and hugged her tightly again. "There is no need to be sorry. I should have been able to get closer to you and ask nicely abo