Lie

Alisha glanced at him as soon as she heard his question.

"Nothing," she replied, shifting her gaze outward once more.

"You're unusually quiet," Alice observed.

He couldn't decipher her thoughts, but her silence, coupled with her distant look, was certainly out of character for Alisha.

It was unsettling for him.

He couldn't pinpoint why he felt this way, given his fondness for silence, but Alisha's silence was different—it made him crave her usual banter, even if it was trivial.

“Let me know if something's wrong.”

He wasn't sure if he could fix it, but fretting over Alisha's thoughts seemed futile.

"I told you, it's nothing. I just want to admire the view; it's beautiful," Alisha remarked.

Though it hadn't been long since she went to college, she already yearned for the carefree days and the comfort of her own orphanage.

At least there, she didn't have someone like Alice constantly in her case.

"You're more stunning, Angel," Alice whispered, inching closer and taking her hand, the moo