The next day, while Ashley was enjoying her breakfast with Lucian and Primo, she couldn't help but glance at Lucian every now and then.
"Weird," she muttered under her breath, shaking her head as she focused on her food.
A second later, she whipped her head in his direction. He was still reading the newspaper while sipping his coffee.
Primo, who was seated across from her, couldn't help but sigh.
[What's wrong?]
Ashley pursed her lips, stared at the boy for a moment, and then smiled. "Nothing."
She just felt like Lucian was watching her every move.
When she woke up that morning, Lucian had already finished his routine. But even from the moment she saw him until now, she couldn't shake the feeling that he had been observing her closely.
"Am I being paranoid?" she wondered, shrugging as she continued eating.
