Lucas had brought her out for dinner before sending her back to her Hall that night. She could not remember what happened right after their time at the beach. She felt full but she could not call to mind of what her dinner looks like.
'Did I even eat by myself? It would be embarrassing if all I did was stare blankly and he fed me.' She head-dived herself onto her bed and bury her head into her pillows. Her hand instinctively twiddled the pendant on her neck and recalled being confessed to.
Her face flushed with embarrassment and she shut her eyes tight as though the memory would be squeezed out in the forms of tears and forever out of her mind. No, that would be an exaggeration. She did not want it to be forever out of her mind. She just wanted it to be safely locked, to be opened once in a while like a treasure box.
