Jane once again showed a smug smile, her last sentence seemed to be talking to herself, "Really, on the first day my dad thought I opened a room with him!"
"Haha..." Mabel Doyle chuckled softly, didn't ask more, and patted her arm, signaling her, "It's late, go take a bath first, we'll talk later!"
Jane nodded, immediately got up and walked towards the bathroom, hearing Mabel Doyle say behind her, "There's a towel and pajamas in the bathroom..."
Jane turned back and gave her a smile, then stepped into the bathroom...
Half an hour later, the two young women lay in the master bedroom. It was already one in the morning, yet they had no trace of sleepiness, staring at the ceiling, each lost in their thoughts.
A small lamp illuminated the bedside, its soft pink light gentle and warm, creating a romantic atmosphere in the quiet night.
