The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 378

Citrine slowed her pace, waiting for the others to catch up before asking, "Why are you carrying so much stuff?"

She glanced at the bulging backpack. "What on earth did you bring?"

Sebastian shrugged. "Snacks, a camera, a blanket, a few odds and ends."

Citrine was about to tell him he really didn't need to bring so much, but Sebastian cut in, "I looked up what people usually take to music festivals. Since we'll be here for a while, you might get bored, so I figured I'd bring everything the internet suggested-just in case."

Citrine fell silent for a moment, letting his words sink in. She wasn't naïve-she could tell Sebastian had gone out of his way to prepare for today.

He really seemed to care.

For the first time, Citrine found herself actually believing what Phipps had told her about him.

Once they'd gotten inside and found a spot to sit, Citrine immediately felt the impact of Sebastian's thoughtfulness.

From the moment they settled down, Sebastian started unpacking: snacks, drinks, a blanket to sit on, a portable charger-he had it all covered. He busied himself with the arrangements, refusing to let Citrine do a thing. She tried to help several times, but each attempt was gently turned down, so eventually she gave up.

evening breeze ruffling her hair, Citrine munched on snacks

was enjoying herself, Sebastian's lips curled into a faint smile. "I brought my camera," he

course!" Citrine replied without hesitation. What girl doesn't like having her

a few casual poses, nothing too deliberate

her, snapping each shot with focused attention, capturing every

beautiful girl always looks good on camera-especially someone like Citrine,

last, settling down next to her and scrolling

shoot that Sebastian's photography skills were impressive, but seeing

one looks amazing." Citrine scrolled through the

praise. "You're

gave a modest smile. "I'm

didn't mention how he'd spent all afternoon, aside

nearby couple overheard their

of confidence. She wore a black leather jacket, striding ahead with purpose, while her

the girl plopped down beside Citrine, looking her over