Violette was practically begging her mother, as Alex was looking at the latter with a wry smile.
"Young man, I don't know what you did to bewitch my daughter like this, but I thank you. She hasn't had this much enthusiasm since…"
"I didn't do anything. I was just there, as a friend."
"Please, mom. Please let me go spend some time with Asta–Alexander. I promise I'll be safe and that I'll be on my best behaviour. Please say yes!"
Katherine looked at her daughter with incredulous eyes. She wondered what pushed her daughter to want to leave the house so badly.
But then, she understood her, too. Her father had been a shell of what he once was, and the surrounding mood was always sombre, especially between the two of them.
It must have been hurting her daughter so much, to feel rejected so much, almost like an unwanted stranger in her own home.
