She is Not Likable

Eulalia, trying to ignore the weird feeling in her gut, watched Evadne change her shoes and asked, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Evadne, all smiles, said, "Not yet."

"Perfect, stay and have lunch with us then."

Evadne gladly accepted.

Jonas made two cups of juice. Evadne took hers, stuck a straw in it, and began sipping slowly, a smile playing on her lips and an eyebrow raised, eyeing Eulalia over her drink.

She looked her up and down, finally chuckling softly while focusing on Eulalia's hands.

Eulalia suddenly felt as if she was standing naked under Evadne's scrutiny, an uncomfortable and indefinable feeling, and she didn’t know what to say to make her stop.

Deep down, Eulalia wasn’t a fan of Percival's "sister" Evadne. She was sure they had met before she lost her memory, but what had happened between them wasn't simple.

"Better safe than sorry," she thought, especially now that she couldn't remember whether her past experiences with Evadne were good or bad.

"Did we get along well befor