Samantha's hands, which were placed on the dining table, clenched subconsciously. She took a deep breath and opened her eyelids little by little.
The person she saw was a familiar face, but it was not Timothy...
Rochelle looked at her worriedly, "Why did you walk all the way here, Sammy? You didn't let me know and you didn't bring your cell phone either. I was worried sick!"
Samantha's fist started loosening as she forced a smile while apologizing softly, "I'm sorry."
She did not do it on purpose.
She had been walking around aimlessly and had ended up there.
Rochelle was not blaming Samantha outright, of course. She held Samantha's hand and said gently, "It won't be good for your body if you stay outside for too long. Let's go back, okay?"
Samantha did not answer but asked instead. "How...did you find this place?"
Rochelle's eyes sank but she eventually told the truth. "Timothy told me."
