"Is it alright for me to accept this so easily?" Heather once again spoke after they finished eating.
"This reaction is quite unbelievable even for me. But just as you have so many things you can't tell me. I guess I'll keep things to myself for the time being as well."
Heather smiled, "Getting to talk a lot, is what makes it even more unbelievable."
Cyrus squinted his eyes, surely it won't only be her who will fins this absurd but even the people who surrounded him.
"It has been two years since we started getting along," he answered instead.
'Well, two years of avoiding one another. It was only a few times that we really did get to truly speak with one another.'
Just then a knock came from the door.
When Cyrus opened it, Fiona and the rest stood outside.
"How is she?"
They waited until it was afternoon before they came to ask about them.
Cyrus gestured for them to go in.
"Heather!!!!" Fiona rushed to her.
