In the long tranquility, the surging emotions slowly fermented until reason could no longer control them, breaking the dam.
Lorenzo reached out and turned off the light source in the room. Darkness enveloped the two, concealing their embarrassed expressions.
"What a terrifying power, Mr. Holmes."
In the darkness, Erin's voice trembled slightly, accompanied by a faint sobbing.
"Yes, terrifying power."
Lorenzo answered coldly, then wiped his moist eyes with the corner of his clothing.
"Are you crying for me?" Erin asked.
"I'm not sure. I just deeply feel everything about you. As a cost, your emotions and thoughts interfere with my own. These remnants will pile up until one day they drown me, turning me into a monster I can't understand."
Lorenzo replied calmly as he clenched his fist to maintain his self-control.
"So what I feel, are those your emotions too?"
