The night was really quiet.
Ariel walked out of the hotel and felt the cool breeze blowing, which made her feel less hot.
Across the street, she saw Rhysand standing on the sidewalk. His back was facing her, and he was talking on the phone.
He was wearing a white shirt and black pants, looking super tall and cool under the moonlight. He seemed kinda cold and far away, like someone who didn't care about anything.
Ariel felt really happy when she saw her husband waiting for her. Her eyes lit up like stars. She tiptoed over and covered his eyes with her small hands, trying to surprise him.
"Honey, guess who I am?" she said.
Rhysand didn't say anything for a few seconds, then spoke in a calm voice.
"If you're calling me 'honey', then it's not hard to guess who you are."
Ariel froze.
That voice...
"Your way of flirting isn't popular overseas anymore," Rhysand's voice was cold and kinda distant, but still nice to hear, like a violin.
