Damien went to the bed to read, while Clarissa sat at her desk to continue where she was left off.Clarissa found it amusing that both of them enjoyed reading.“Why don’t you join me on the bed?” Damien asked.“I’ll pass. I might get too comfortable and fall asleep. I still have to wash your shirt,” Clarissa said. Deep down, she felt reluctant to do it for him.“Alright. Stay there, then,” Damien said casually, and flipped one page of his book.The layout of furniture in the room was pretty much similar to that of her grandfather’s, with her desk situated in a way that her back was facing Damien.Sometimes, Clarissa could hear Damien flipping through the pages quickly. Sometimes, he would take a long time to read through just one page. If he stayed on a page for a while, she would assume that he had fallen asleep.Sometimes, she would turn around just to check if she was right.This time, Damien caught her staring at him. He promptly asked, “Why do you keep staring at me?”She
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