Tabby Teller's expression was somewhat grave; he seemed embarrassed by his own thought.
He looked at Mrs. Perry, with many questions for her, but when it came time to speak, he didn't know what to say.
If he said she had nothing to do with him, Tabby Teller would not believe it.
Holding her felt so familiar, a warm and comforting feeling surged in his heart, making him reluctant to let go.
Last night, he slept all night in her bed. He had many chances to leave, but he didn't, just holding her, craving her warmth.
Unable to sleep all night, Tabby Teller thought all night too. He couldn't believe he could love anyone other than Ursula Solomon.
But as he looked at Mrs. Perry, his heart fluttered with waves of emotion; wasn't that feeling really love?
Tabby Teller was confused.
He couldn't figure it out himself and could only seek answers from Mrs. Perry.
