Cillian had already placed all his belongings in his room by the time Lucy headed upstairs.

He turned to look at Lucy, who had just arrived. He said, "I'm done unpacking. Do you need help with your luggage?"

Cillian's concern warmed Lucy's heart. He was the person she knew best in this unfamiliar country, but she shook her head in rejection.

"It's fine. My things are pretty light. I can unpack them on my own. It'll just take a while."

Cillian smiled when Lucy rejected his offer. "Alright. Let me know how long you'll take. I'll plan the best time to prepare dinner."

Lucy looked at Cillian in surprise. She did not expect him to know how to cook, and a question popped into her mind.

"Prepare dinner? Where are you planning to make dinner?"

Cillian shook his head in exasperation. "I asked that lady where the kitchen was. All I need to do is go there to make dinner. Is there anything you'd like to have? Just let me know so I can make it for you in the future."

treasure! He could cook, and he was even caring enough

liked to eat to Cillian-ribs, roast chicken,

mouth. "Alright. You can stop now. Let's just have ribs tonight.

just offered to cook anything

he saw the look in her eyes. He knew exactly what she was trying to say. "If I were to make everything on your

head in embarrassment. "That's not

Cillian stared at her. In the end, her words got

her luggage. Turning,

Cillian. It was

20 minutes of unpacking, Lucy got tired

upstairs as she was enveloped by

Lucy could not sleep no matter how hard she tried. She perked up instead and began to miss Matthew

it had

her phone and was hesitant. It should be fine to call

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