As she spoke, Emily Stone slightly lowered her eyelids, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded.
Tara Summer, with her astute mind, immediately noticed the discrepancy between her words and her expression.
"Emily," her hand moved forward, gripping hers, "are you troubled by something?"
"Not at all..."
Emily looked up at Tara with a forced smile painted on her face.
"Emily, you are so transparent, unable to hide even the smallest worries. Stop lying to me, what happened?"
"Nothing really..." Emily spared her a glance, her eyelashes drooping again, seemingly trying to avoid Tara's gaze.
Tara frowned deeply, "Are you sure? Haha...Emily, am I just imagining things? I feel like we've grown more distant since we met this time..."
Even when Emily first met Tara, she had always been vibrant and chatty.
Feeling a stiffness in her arm, Emily closed her eyes, staying silent for a long while. Tara didn't push her but waited quietly.
