When the next morning arrived, Ivy found herself waking up in bed and was clueless about how she wound up there.
She remembered clearly that she was inside the closet, crying with a broken heart after reading the article about Prince Leon and Princess Isadora.
"Wait, isn't this,"
She realized that it was Peterson's room, and not long after, the man himself appeared at the front door.
*knock* *knock*
"Had a good night's sleep?" Peterson greeted her with a smile.
"Uncle? When did you return?"
"Late last night." He replied and sat next to her to have a longer conversation.
"I found you were sleeping in the closet, so I brought you here instead."
"Oh," she paused and took a quick glance around her to see if the newspaper was near. She didn't want to let anyone know that she was still interested in the Prince and that she was crying in the closet because she was heartbroken.
