Ever since Cecilia had openly rejected him, Cedric had indeed restrained himself from bothering her too much. His busyness also prevented Cedric from bothering her. Because of that, Cecilia's next days passed peacefully without any interference from him.
One day, Cecilia was walking leisurely along the shady stone alleys. Ever since Cedric's confession, her mind had been baffled, and walking alone felt like the only way to calm her heart.
However, her steps stopped when she saw a familiar figure passing quickly at the intersection of the passage. Cecilia recognized the figure. Her beautiful silver hair was not something she usually saw anywhere.
"Fiona—"
Cecilia had called out to her, but Fiona pretended not to hear her call. Fiona turned faster as if avoiding her.
Cecilia frowned. They were still fine until they arrived at Blaine. Cecilia didn't understand why Fiona was acting strange now.
