Haiden:
We walked back into the mansion to speak with Fauna's father. I tried to comfort myself, keeping my eyes on the surroundings and my mind in the right place.
Ever since I spoke with Ian and his father and we decided that I should reject Fauna, there had been an unease inside me that I could not shake.
Although I tried to act like nothing bothered me, that was not entirely the truth. Something was bothering me. Even the word rejection made me feel strange.
"All set for breakfast? It seems like you guys did not take the news of his death very well. What is it? A business thing or what?" my uncle asked, pointing out that we had been leaving the mansion to go into the garden to talk quite often.
At this rate, we also figured that the next time we went out, they would probably send someone to listen to our conversations because it was clearly alarming to them.
