Two days had passed and Belle didn't exchange a word with Lucas. It wasn't that she was upset but after what she had seen and the way he had shown an indifference of attitude, she came to really think that the man truly possessed a cold heart.
She sighed while sitting with her friend Pauline in the room. Calling the girl her friend was far fetched but she was someone Belle spent her time with. She was someone sane she could get along with.
"You have been sighing a lot today," her friend commented as she sewed, holding the two needles in her hand, "Everything alright?"
"Yes. I must have slept less last night," she made up a reason before asking, "How is the groom hunting going?"
