Wills Waltson sent someone to bring her lunch every day at noon for the next few days. He would always go to her place to dine at night, no matter how early or late it was.
For some odd reason, the two of them reconnected.
She had often underlined the importance of keeping the distance to him.
He, on the other hand, utterly ignored them.
"There are only two ways to get rid of me," he continued. The first goal is to boring me. "Second, until death."
She could only wait when she noticed his demeanor.
He will eventually tire of running after her, she reasoned.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Luna Greenwich held a class meeting for her students before the long weekend. She taught them on holiday safety issues and also recorded the names of children who did not leave the scho
