Somehow, Lawrence just felt that he shouldn't let Roy go over.
His heart was filled with all sorts of strange and complex emotions, making it impossible to sort out his thoughts; he acted purely on impulse and instinct.
Speaking of which...
When did it start? His relationship with Vivian was no longer as close as before; they only met during theater rehearsals at Similan Academy, and their connection seemed as distant as ordinary classmates.
Clearly, in the past, they played happily together, leaving their footprints on every interesting spot from the Upper City District to the Lower City District.
Lawrence turned to look at Roy, his mind in turmoil.
Unlike the foolish Second Prince, Roy was quite calm as she stood on the slope, quietly observing the scene ahead. Her fair face was flushed under the midday sun, yet her breathing remained steady. Her dark blue pupils were as tranquil as a deep, unfathomable cold pond.
