It was a sunny day, and Lucy found herself lazing around in her room, scrolling on her phone. After a while, she listlessly set her phone aside, feeling bored.

As Matthew said, Lucy came here to lay low.

Cillian came with her too, but his case was different. He needed a believable reason for coming to Charleston, which was to complete the assignment his professor gave him.

Hence, he would go out early in the morning to gather information, leaving Lucy alone in the hotel.

Lucy lay down on the hotel bed, stretching lazily.

She muttered to herself, "I'm so bored. Why didn't Matthew give me something to bring to Charleston so that I could entertain myself?"

The more Lucy thought about it, the more restless she became. Suddenly, she jumped up from the bed. "Since I'm bored, I might as well go out and find a guest house. I can't stand sitting in the hotel every day."

Lucy first sent a message to Cillian, informing him of her whereabouts. Then, she grabbed a bag and stuffed her phone, some cash, sunscreen, lipstick, tissues, and other essentials women typically carried with them into the bag. Finally, she left the hotel.

like a bird out of its cage. She

around her

streets here were made of cobblestone, not asphalt like back at home. The shops lining both sides of the street seemed to have been here for a long

that there were still little girls selling flowers on the streets in

her gaze and took out her phone. She wanted to use the navigation app to

and

entirely her fault as the city was quite old, so there were many small alleys branching off from the main

navigation told her to go left and then right, so she followed, but

little panicked when she saw several

to retrace her steps. She could not afford to not find

sense of direction, so getting back

herself standing on the same street where she had turned on

thankful that she could at

felt a small tug on the hem of her

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