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."

was such a treasure! He could cook, and he

Cillian-ribs, roast chicken, steak, seafood, beef jerky... Cillian started to have a headache

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

She was sure he had just offered to cook anything she

trying to say. "If I were to make everything on your list, that'd be a feast, not a normal

embarrassment. "That's not what I meant, it's

became smaller while Cillian stared at her. In the end, her words got stuck in

back and decided to unpack her

like that by Cillian. It was better not to continue looking at him and

about 20 minutes of unpacking, Lucy got tired and

could feel the sunlight upstairs as

not sleep no matter how hard she tried. She

had been a long time

she sprung up from bed. She took out her phone and was hesitant. It should be fine to call Matthew at

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