355 Having A Talk in the Terrace

"You look worse, Talia," Lambert took a sip from the beer bottle. 

"Ah, I feel bad. I didn't think Jolene would leave like that. I couldn't reach her either." Talia pulled the drawstrings of the hood to cover her ears and sat hugging her knees on that lounge chair. The weather has warmed a bit these days, but Talia felt a little chilly sitting in the terrace.

Thank you Fred for your hoodie!

"Is she not answering your calls?" Lambert asked. Jolene left his room just like that and he had already confirmed if she reached home safely using one of his people. He was worried if she'd go drinking once more or do something out of sorrow, but nothing happened like he feared.

He couldn't bear to be alone and he decided to use the offer Talia previously gave for a talk. And she didn't look good either and was sighing looking at the distance.