Sora's POV
I shuffled my tarot cards slowly, deliberately, letting the soft whisper of paper against paper fill the space between us.
"Think of three questions," I said, lifting my eyes to meet Yeongjae's. "Then you'll pull three cards. One for each."
He didn't look away.
Not even for a second.
He nodded and leaned closer as I reshuffled.
"Wait," he said, lips twitching. "Are the questions only for business? Or can I… ask something personal too?"
"You can ask both," I replied lightly.
"Alright," he said, exhaling as if bracing himself. "I'm ready."
"First question?" I asked.
He didn't hesitate. "Is handling the logistics company the right move for me?"
I spread the cards across the table in a wide arc. "Choose the one that calls you."
His fingers hovered, then settled on one card. He slid it toward me.
I flipped it.
Ace of Swords.
A slow smile curved my lips before I could stop it.
"Is that good?" he asked immediately, eyes searching my face.
