Upon going upstairs and parting with Emma Tonkin, Eve Thompson returned to her bedroom.
She lay in bed, staring fixedly at the ceiling.
Too many things had happened tonight, making her brain somewhat chaotic at the moment. But the most important matter was... Anthony Charlie had actually confessed his love to her...
Ahhh!
She covered her head with the quilt. What should she do?
It was impossible to say that she had no feelings for Anthony Charlie. To her, he was a man who stood out from the rest.
But if she did have feelings for him... then what about the one from back then?
She knew that she had never really forgotten that person from the past, only hiding him deep in her heart. But how could she possibly like two people at the same time?
Eve Thompson twisted anxiously on the bed, then took out the ring necklace from the drawer and put it back around her neck.
She had worn a gown tonight, so she had taken off the ring before going to the banquet.
And now...
