Irene’s POV
I didn’t know how to react to his pitying gaze at me. So I smiled, foolishly.
Having almost zero social circle is sometimes beneficial. You don’t have anyone to ask you consistently about how you are doing? Or how is it going? About your family, or your life. It makes it easy, you don’t have to explain it all the time. But sometimes it gets a little lonely. Maybe a little bit more.
Why was he looking at me like that? with his dark gaze.
Maybe it was darker than the dead of the night.
After we were done with the breakfast. Mrs. Lancaster suggested me to have a short tour of the town. To what I agreed, happily. I was sure, It won’t disappoint me. The beauty of Ashwell was something I always wanted to see with my own eyes.
The car came with the driver. I followed Mrs.La
