She would be able to see him so long as he had not latched his windows.

She tidied his room every day, so she knew that he did not have the habit of latching his windows.

She walked out into the cold and pushed his window open, causing the freezing breeze to steal into the room.

Lucas immediately wrapped himself in his blanket and strode toward the window to close it.

"Mr. Lucas, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that you rely on women... Actually, I didn't say it. It was Mr. Sam who did, and I just didn't argue with him." She placed her hands on the frame to stop him from closing the window.

She no longer cared about her job; she just did not want to lose the friendship that she had with Lucas. Even if he was determined to ignore her for life, she had to apologize. Throughout the years she had worked for the Woods family, Lucas had been the only one who was kind to her.

"I saw the cake you bought for me. I took it out and ate it," she said gratefully. "I know that you won't eat any of it, so I finished it. It tasted wonderful. Thank you, Mr. Lucas." Lucas remembered that he had thrown the cake into the garbage can and was surprised that she had taken it out.

I didn't defend you. You promised that you would spend my birthday with me, but you didn't come home last night. I waited for a really long time." Feeling a lump forming in her throat, she continued, "I tried calling you, but you didn't pick up. If you couldn't come back, you should

to eat, or you will get a stomachache! Open the window and I'll send the food in.

Lucas ignored her.

She re-entered the house. She, more than anyone, knew how stubborn

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