Yden smiled for one second and frowned for the next. She hasn't been realistic about her goal. That was what she thought or realized. She had been enjoying John's company, but she should not.
The last thing she deemed too happy was for John to fall for her, so she, too, wouldn't dare fall for John. The main thing for her goal was not for them to be close to each other, but instead, the opposite.
So, what she had been doing, wasn't the right way to play it.
Yden stood up, pacing around the room while biting on her nails. She needed to contemplate, make another game plan, she was there, to succeed on her dare, not to befriend John. So, as much as possible, she had to make a gap.
She glanced again to the bed. 'Would it be risky if I sleep next to him? Does it mean that I just have to stay on the floor? Well, actually it wasn't that hard for me. I had been sleeping on the floor my whole life with a distorted abaka mat. It wouldn't be that hard on her.
