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It didn't irritate me.

If anything, he felt different today.

More sincere.

More alive than I'd ever seen him.

Every second of it felt so unreal that it almost seemed like a dream.

“So why did this place make your list of favorites?” I asked.

“Are you secretly a fan of obsession?”

“More of determination,” he answered.

“And the music here is beautiful.

So is this place.”

“On that, I agree.”

I nodded softly.

“Honestly...

This place feels incredibly romantic.”

I looked around.

“We're probably the only thing ruining the atmosphere.”

“We could fix that.”

I let go of the railing and looked at him.

“By moving on to the next location?”

“That wasn't what I had in mind.”

Without warning—but with complete confidence—Airis took my hand.

“We could rehearse our dance for the Selection.”

I sighed.

No.

This man was definitely not a romantic.

“You really can turn absolutely anything into another training session, can't you?”

I rolled my eyes.

“You should be thanking every saint alive for giving you such an exceptional mentor.”

He winked before his free hand settled against my waist.

“Right.