The sound of footsteps from the staircase alerted Bree of Isabella's arrival, and she hurriedly rubbed her face to make sure at least some of her fatigue wasn't so obvious.
Of course, how could Isabella not notice her obvious dark circles?
"What's going on? Didn't Evelyn say the ritual went well?!"
Bree sighed. It was indeed futile to hope her sister wouldn't notice it.
"It did… In fact, it went so well that I almost feel uneasy. But no matter how I look, I can't find anything wrong."
The young mother sighed in relief. "Hah… my little puppy always worries too much about things. I say, if you can't find nothing wrong, then everything is okay!"
She then dragged her little sister by the hand towards the window, and nodded in the direction of the children playing outside the mansion.
"Look how that little fox is perched so peacefully on my little baby's head? The two of them look perfectly fine. And they seem to get along well with each other too. It doesn't worry me at all!"
