Sia's Point of View
"Why are you outside?" When Arthur noticed me in the garden, he inquired. I attempted to grin, but it seemed nervous. I was certain he would sense my anxiety.
"I'm just strolling around the house." "I want to be familiar with it again because I'm going to live here from now on," I chuckled, but he could tell I was nervous.
He scrutinized my face with much interest. "You changed your hair, it suits you." He uttered that with no expression.
"Thank you," I replied, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. "Uhm.. Arthur, by the way. I've already prepared your breakfast; would you care to join me?"
"We're eating outside," Arthur says, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "I'm just waiting for Margaret."
Arthur looked behind me and grinned, and when I turned aro
