There was a still look in Roland’s eyes as he looked at Isabel.

Isabel withdrew her hand and approached the sink.

She turned on the faucet and doused her hand in cold water with her back facing Roland.

There was a mirror in front of the sink, so she caught a brief hint of Roland’s reflection in it.

While washing her hands, she subtly inspected his reflection in the mirror.

She saw Roland staring at her from behind for several seconds before he went to pour the contents of the pot into a bowl.

His movements were practiced and graceful.

Isabel snuck another look at his face.

He seemed very focused on his task and did not seem to be thinking about anything else.

He probably did not think much of it when she grazed her fingers against his palms.

With that, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, she wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

set the food on the table and had sat

"Is your hand okay?” “Much better." Isabel waved her hands

pink tips of her fingers seem to glisten underneath

Roland pursed his lips and gulped, the

noticed anything as she sat

seeing this, Roland began to

the food, Isabel contentedly set aside her spoon and fork before turning to him "Roland, I might have to stay with you for a few

clarified, "It's not that I want to overstay my welcome, but your mom went out of

feel bad if I didn’t

be a shame to say no toa chance to eat such delicacies

to her place so long as Decker lived next

with a sincere

at her calmly and merely grunted, “Hm.” Then, he continued

by Isabel staying over for several days

felt relieved and told him, "I won't just be a

“There are a few things I could use your help with.”

the food without

toilet real quick.” She quickly retreated with her hands placed

looked at her

corner of

out of her room again

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