Annabelle looked up at the towering Ferris wheel behind her, surprised that Young Master wanted to take her up there. Maybe he thought the noise below was too much, and the Ferris wheel would be quieter?
She didn’t think much of it and followed him into one of the cabins. As the Ferris wheel started, the cabin gently rose.
Annabelle quickly realized that they were the only ones on the ride, which seemed to have been arranged by Young Master. He never liked being in crowded places.
When the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, it stopped.
Separated from the noise below, under the deep blue sky, it felt like there were only the two of them.
It should have been a romantic moment, but the longer Annabelle sat with Young Master in the small, enclosed space, the more she felt a sense of
