"Seeing Lucas Walker stand by the hall, his brow slightly knitted, with an annoyed expression as he looked at her, Ivana found the sight both amusing and pitiful.
Moving over to him, she placed her hand on his shoulder and ended with a kiss on his cheek.
"I'm sorry about my mom..."
Extending his arm, he embraced her, his hand kneading her back intensely.
"Ivana, I miss you!"
Feeling his emotions, Ivana held him tight, "Just hold on a little longer, for dinner... I'll find a way to meet you at the hotel..."
Holding her close, Lucas Walker wished he could take her away right then but tried to keep his emotions in check. He slowly let go of Ivana and said, "Can I see your room?"
Ivana looked up, "Tonight... I will be with you. Go and freshen up, I will get an album to share my memories with you."
Lucas Walker went to freshen up in the restroom. Meanwhile, Ivana took a thick photo album from the bookshelf and put it on the couch.
