SEIRA’S POV
I went straight home trying to ignore what I heard from Rylan. Grandma May was fixing food in the kitchen. I saw some food on the table, which I supposed, was for me.
Rylan had just stood up from the dining. He saw me, although he smiled a bit, I couldn't find anything in there.
"You're going out?"
He was headed to the main door.
"Rylan, where are you going?" My hoarse voice is echoed in the room.
"Somewhere. It's still early anyway," he said, walking past me.
"But--"
"This doesn't concern you, Seira. Just go to bed early. Bye."
I lost words. Doesn't concern me? I am his fiance.
His words came back running to my head. That's right. He said he won't marry me.
I may not understand that well now, but I hope he won't avoid me.
I couldn't sleep thinking about what Rylan
