Unbreak My Heart

Susie felt enlightened. She looked at Lesley with bright eyes.

She gave her friend a big hug. "My sweet Lesley, you are really smart! I'm starting to like you," she said gleefully.

Lesley just smiled at Susie. Something flashed through her mind, but she didn't speak out.

Susie, who was still excited about her friend's brilliant idea, didn't even notice it.

Ashley returned to the house where she and Andrew were put up. She sat down on the side the bed and looked around. The room was built in an antique style; even the bed was made of the finest wood.

It was delicately crafted, and the patterns on it were also elaborately carved.

Ashley had been feeling a little uneasy ever since Andrew had left. His face kept flashing in her mind.

She lay in bed and rubbed her forehead, asking herself, 'When did I ever start taking Andrew seriously?'

Ashley frowned. She was in deep thought when someone knocked at the door.

She went blank for a moment, and then got up to open it.

It was Greyson. "Hey, little pretty, may we come in?" he asked, with a lovely smile on his face.

When he smiled widely, his canines were visible. He looked so cute!

"Come on in, guys," said Ashley.

There was also someone tall behind Greyson. It was Francis. He stepped inside slowly, following close behind Greyson.

"So, what's up guys?" she inquired.

"I saw that you didn't eat too much. I was afraid you'd be hungry at night, so I brought you some food," Greyson explained endearingly as he put the food on the table.

Ashley didn't realize that she was hungry until Greyson mentioned it. She had stayed in the pavilion for so long that afternoon, and after that, she had eaten just a little bit. Now, she was feeling slightly hungry.

She was moved by Greyson's kind gesture, and wanted to go up t

not bode well for him.

Outside the door, Greyson was pressing his whole body against the door, trying very hard to hear what they were talking inside.

Unfortunately, the door was insulated so well that he couldn't hear anything, no matter how hard he tired.

Greyson was stuck to the door like an octopus. Even his face was twisted to one side.

Ellie encountered this strange sight when she was walking towards Ashley's room.

Seeing this funny scene, Ellie couldn't stop smiling. 'Greyson is such a lovely boy.'

"Ahem."

Greyson didn't hear her at all as he was completely engrossed in his "task."

Ellie had to be louder.

"Hey, Greyson, what are you doing?"

"Who is that?" he murmured.

"It sounds like Ellie."

As she approached, the sound of her footsteps became louder. Greyson froze, then he turned around slowly and found Ellie looking at him with a bemused expression.

He was dumbfounded. His guess had been right.

He immediately straightened up and stood properly in front of her. "What are you doing here?" he asked in embarrassment.

He quickly glanced behind Ellie, and was relieved to see that no one else was around. Otherwise, he would have been embarrassed as hell.