Estella threw herself on the bed the moment she entered her room, her stiff shoulders slackened as she sank into it with a weary sigh, as though the bed had the ability to absorb their tension. A groan escaped her mouth as she rolled onto her back, gazing at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes. It was already ten, and she has reached her limit, like how she would always end up by this hour of each day. However, she was especially more exhausted tonight compared to the other nights. The awkward skittishness between Ciel and her just seemed to have intensified after their strange encounter, and it has made today more exhausting than ever. She found her mind wandering off into turmoil several times after it. She could still remember that confused look on poor Finny's face when she suddenly

