Chapter 74

Author’s POV They passed each other, so close that Moira could smell the cedarwood scent on Jude's body and feel the warmth of his breath on the top of her head. Jude felt the same way. A distinctive vanilla scent of Moira's wet hair, as well as her pheromones, which he was unaware of but he could clearly smell. Jude froze for a moment, remembering the familiar scent because even though he tried to deny it, their seven years of living together like strangers had left a slight impression that he still remembered even though he always acted indifferent towards Moira. After freezing for a while, Moira looked up. Their eyes met for a few seconds after Jude accidentally glanced at the clothes she was wearing. "Uhm, this... I couldn't find mine in the closet other than these kinds of clothes," said Moira, not wanting Jude to misunderstand. All this time, she had always hoped that Jude loved her. However, over time, she realized that it was unlikely to happen. Especially after the third year,