Chapter 34

I didn't expect Macy to play matchmaker for me. Hayden's cold, indifferent face flashed in my mind.

Recalling his direct and emotionless refusal to switch rooms, a playful mood overtook me, and I responded with a quick, "Sure."

I agreed, but it was just a casual remark; I didn't take it seriously.

After breakfast, I borrowed a bicycle from Macy and spent the day riding around Chiverton.

When I returned to the rented house, it was already evening, and I had a sketchbook in addition to what I had left with in the morning.

I loved drawing. Before my parents passed away, they had enrolled me in dance classes, drawing classes, and even harp lessons. These all ended when they were gone, but drawing continued because it was simple: all I needed was a pen and paper.

Today, besides exploring, I completed a drawing of the current Chiverton. My parents had always wanted to come back and see the place, but since they couldn't, I'd paint it and burn it as an offering to them.

"Keira, why are