Burying her head into the quilt, Yolanda Bardot is huddled up, in great agony, her tears flowing like a river...
One of them is her sister.
The other, her crush.
What is she to do...
...
Ella Lacey returns to the main hall on the first floor.
Arthur Lindsey is waiting for her there, his stature tall and striking. Seeing her approach, his lips curve into an elegant, charming arc.
He steps forward, makes a move to take her small hand, "Is your friend taken care of?"
"Mmm," Ella nods.
At this moment, a staff member from Canaan politely gestures, "Sir Lindsey and Ms. Lacey, please come with me. This morning, we have arranged to show you an undeveloped spectacle on this island."
In Ella Lacey's heart, a sudden "sudden thud," could it be the Fire Basin that she experienced last night?
"Let's go and check it out, Ella."
Arthur Lindsey seems interested, keeps her by his side, never leaving for a step.
Following the staff member, they head to the picturesque coast of the island.
