Michael and I were in my room as I put my things on the study table. I wasn't exhausted, it was just that the day had been mentally taxing and I just wanted to shower and get a good sleep. I imagine that Jeanne's enthusiasm only meant one thing, she had let herself go in the kitchen again and had prepared more than necessary. Which suggests two things. First, something bothers her, and rather than thinking about it, she prefers to distract herself, and when she is at home, she either does the housework or cooks. Secondly, she is really happy, something makes her delighted so she decided to celebrate by cooking. I'm not going to break my head too much, I'll wait to see what she cooks to find out what her mental state is. Happy or worried. But still, if she has done so much to eat, it will be a waste since I stuffed myself with macaroons earlier and I'm not hungry anymore. Besides, I imagine that Michaël and Mr. Fabian won't stay long since it's Monday today and they have to g
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