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BEATRICE:

I shook my head. The chapter of me and Drake’s lives were already closed. I should not let my emotions get over me.

"I will eat if I get hungry. But not now."

He shrugged off his shoulders. "If that's what you wish. Will you wash yourself or will we go now?"

Sniffing my clothes, there was no smell on it. Which means I could still use this until we arrived home.

"We will start going home," I answered. “I will go upstairs and get our bags.”

“There is no need for that. I already put them on the car while you were sleeping.”

He did that without being told? Who would have thought that Drake had some sense of volunteerism? He was not like this in the past. He never cared if I was still alive or not.

“Why did you do that?”

He looked at me with a confused expression on his face. “Oh. I did not know that you would be angry about it. My apologies, Beatrice. I should have asked you about it.”

It was not like that.

But who cares if he misinterpreted my words?

“Where is Heather, by the