Lilian pov
I joined everyone for breakfast and none of them commented on me putting on the black overcoat or tights, but all the same, I felt the disappointment and I tried my best not to be sad. Adaline and Caileen were huddled together over a piece of paper that was most likely our schedule for the day. I took a deep breath, looking down at my French toast as I cut a piece off with my fork and put it in my mouth. Kurt was right, this food was amazing.
Thinking about Kurt made me look up at him, and a blush rose to my cheeks as I caught him looking at me. He looked down fast, light red tinting his cheeks, making me blush harder. Why was he staring at me? Did I have food on my face?
“That’s not the necklace I picked out for you, where’d you get that? You didn’t have it yesterday.” Adal
