"Ahem," Lucien broke the silence, drifting his eyes away from Ivy's.
"I'll be taking my leave, duchess," he said, completely back to his usual self, as if nothing happened.
Ivy was still flustered as she responded with a simple nod, watching Lucien as he exited the room.
"Thump, thump." Her heart was beating hard, her hands began to shake, and her lips were quivering.
"My first kiss... with Lucien," she said softly, touching her red, fluffy lips.
"But... but he didn't remember it right?" "It can't be that I am the only one who remembers it," she thought, biting her lips.
"But why does he act like nothing happened? When he was then one, he took the second step."
"Ugh...." Confused, with a groan, Ivy jumped onto her bed, stuffing her face into the pillow.
Her ears began to get red as the kiss scene played right through her mind; the sensation still lingers on her lips.
"Hey system, could you erase that scene from my memories?"
