Chapter 38 The Confession

With her chin pinched by me, Wendla turned flushed, and she no longer had the usual cold and arrogant attitude towards me. Instead, her attitude was full of tenderness. I was reliving that kiss, which was my first kiss. I didn't expect that it could be dedicated to Wendla. It was like a dream. "What's wrong, Clown? Are you mad at me?" Wendla saw me in a daze and suddenly asked me in a soft voice. Then I regained consciousness. I untied her and pulled her up. Then I said, "Let's go. I'm not mad...