Louis Jefferson understood that Ella Lacey was still unwilling to go out.
For the past half a month, she had practically been shuttling between home, school, and the commute between them, never going out for fresh air.
He was worried that confinement would affect her negatively, so he tried various ways to get her out of the house.
Today, under the pretext of an exam, he wanted to take them out for a seafood feast to relax a bit.
He had thought it would be a matter of course, but surprisingly, she still refused.
"Alright, I'll take you home." Louis Jefferson never attempted to change Ella's thoughts. He respected her, or more precisely, yielded to her.
"Bro...you haven't told me which restaurant yet?" Sally Jefferson sat in the passenger seat, incessantly chattering.
Ella Lacey lay alone in the back row, half-closing her eyes, as if the rest of the world had nothing to do with her.
Eating, drinking, it was all like passing clouds to her.
