Never Late, Never Away

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 766

But Vivian had very clearly seen that a bug had flown into the room.

All the blood was drained from her face; she had always been deathly afraid of bugs.

She’d hoped that the bug wouldn’t move around after flying in through the window, but she didn’t expect it to fly towards her and perch on her arm.

Nearly jumping out of her skin, she gasped and tried to get away from the bug, somehow stumbling into Finnick’s arms.

The warmth of their bodies calmed both of them down as she gazed awkwardly and fearfully up at him.

He had wrapped an arm around her waist, a charming, satisfied smile on his face, looking like a cat that had gotten the cream.

Larry knew his mommy very well, and he was well aware that she was afraid of all kinds of insects.

Seeing that the couple inside had reacted exactly as he’d wished, he giggled to himself and got ready to carry out the last phase of the plan.

Meanwhile, the grasshopper had long since been stomped to death by Finnick. Slowly lifting her face from his chest, Vivian’s cheeks were flushed a deep shade of red.

you alright?” Finnick

fine.” Thinking that that was all she would say to him, he was surprised when she

used to be constantly ill and needed to drink traditional herbal medicine, but their family was poor and couldn’t afford to buy

had no choice but to pick out herbs to make medicine for her mother, repressing her fear and disgust every time

result, she eventually developed a phobia of insects, her legs

is here. She wasn’t sure if she would be able stay

Vivian was staring blankly into space, assumed

stepped forward and hugged her, rubbing her back in an attempt to

long while, she pulled away from he, proving to him that she was fine before he was

“What is that?”

spotted a rolled-up ball of paper by the door that she hadn’t

go take a look,” instructed Finnick, wondering if it was

his safety, she

stopped in

caring words? How long has it been since she talk to me willingly? How long has it been since I last heard her using such a soft,

face, turning around to pick up the paper

written on the crumpled paper in neat yet

message, handing it to Vivian