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Chapter 438
Chapter 438
Chapter 438
“I don’t care,” I replied. When I looked over to where Eric and Camille were standing, I snickered. Since
the seats would be a single bed when pushed together, they would likely move during the flight, or else
the thirty hours would be excruciatingly long.
Soon after, the plane took off and the attendant came to take our orders. Eric and Camille probably
hadn’t eaten anything, as they ordered some food. On the other hand, Jenny did the same thing, but I
didn’t. “Give me a glass of water,” he said to the attendant.
“Aren’t you eating, Lily?” Jenny advised: “You should eat something. Yes, airplane food is nothing to
write home about, but this one is good.”
“No, I’m not hungry.”
Eric looked at me as I looked outside. It was dark outside and I couldn’t see anything so I started
playing games on my phone.
Camille was chatting happily with Eric. “Eric, remember that time we got back?” Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.
“Yes,” he answered calmly.
“I am so happy. I miss Jake a lot. Do you think he forgot about me?”
“He will not go. Dogs have good memories.”
Frustrated, I put on my headphones and closed my eyes as I listened to my music. Even though it
drowned out their voices, I still felt uneasy. Why do I feel like they’re childhood friends?
The attendant served the food shortly thereafter. It was sumptuous and the couple seemed to be
having a great time eating it. I took a sip of my water before turning back to my music. It didn’t take long
for them to finish, so the attendant cleaned it up for them. Realizing I was asleep, Jenny asked the
attendant
recline the seat for me.
Even though Jenny was beside me, and even though I had my headphones on, I still couldn’t sleep. I
wondered what the couple was doing. Were they sleeping in their seats like us? The question I had
popped up again. Camille was a beautiful woman, while Eric was handsome. They were both young, so
would they eat under the sheets?
I wasn’t the overthinking type, but not this time. The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I got,
but I didn’t open my eyes to check the answer. For some reason, I was worried that what I would see
was Eric hugging Camille.
It was late and I was still lying in that position, awake. My playlist was already on its umpteenth loop,
but I still couldn’t sleep, even though the music usually put me to sleep easily.
Unable to contain my curiosity any longer, I opened my eyes and sat up, then glanced at their seats out
of the corner of my eye. Instead of seeing them hugging, I saw Camille sleeping alone and a weight
was lifted from my heart. So I was thinking too much. But where did he go?
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