Curious about what kind of response Draco would show when he saw my remains.
Would he be shocked that the fragile little girl from before had grown older?
Or would he feel angry that I had once again caused him so much trouble?
I couldn’t think of any reply.
I could only float across the sky over the city, quietly watching the man I once loved.
The call failed to connect, and Draco sent four or five voice messages one after another.
Sadly, none of them got any reply.
After being ignored again and again, Draco became a little mad.
Just as he was ready to tell the group to pull back and leave, a phone rang, suddenly breaking the silence of the late night.
I leaned closer to look.
The caller's name showed, “Dear Wife Ravena.”
Right after that, Ravena’s soft voice came from the phone.
“Draco, it is already so late. Why are you still not home?”
“The baby and I both miss you a lot.”
That gentle and warm voice quickly softened Draco’s face.
His voice showed a bit of affection, but it was hard to notice.
“I miss you too. After I finish dealing with this case here, I’ll come home and stay with you.”
There was a short stop on the other side of the call.
Ravena let out a soft breath.