Chapter 39



I never thought Ethel would play matchmaker for me. Flashing before my eyes was Ernest's stern, desireless face.

Remembering how he flatly and coldly refused to switch rooms with me, a playful spirit took hold of me, and I replied with a breezy, "Sure."

I said yes, but it was more of a casual remark than anything serious.

After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Ethel and explored the small town.

When I returned home, it was evening, and I had acquired a sketchpad during my outing.

I always loved to draw. Before my parents passed, they enrolled me in dance and art classes and even had me learn the piano. But after they were gone, everything stopped except for drawing. It was simple enough. All I needed was a pen and paper.

I spent my time outside looking around and drawing a new scene of Galaxy Harbor. My parents always wished to return home for a visit, but since they couldn't, I decided to paint the current state of Galaxy Harbor and bring the picture to their grave.

"Licia, why are you back so late?" Ethel approached me immediately, winking.

I was a bit confused, "Ethel, you..."

is back. I've told him," Ethel pouted toward

I couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, Ethel, you

to joke about, child.

did he say?" I casually asked as

talk to you in person," Ethel

out, you'll enjoy the

Ethel said earnestly, "Now, go and get cleaned up. I'll tell Ernest

each other at

different. It is formal,"

today. I could roam and paint whatever my

Ethel's eagerness,

onto my bed to check my phone. My notifications

profile picture that caught my eye. A pang of disappointment hit me. I was

or to

asking even once made me feel utterly

but

a family or a colleague, devoid of romantic love, he should've shown some concern, like Dustin did, calling from miles away. But Conrad

of messages, I found

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