"Yes?" Siti was more confused instead of understanding the sentence.
"That's her ideal life for the rest of her life," Derrick added like it was a natural thing to say.
"Say what?" She had never seen someone so not productive and apathetic as Elizebeth if their description was true.
"It's true." All of them bobbed their heads with an innocent look.
"Yes?" but Siti and Owen failed to comprehend that direct and straight sentence.
Whilst the said Elizebeth was sitting inside the room that was full of her family members chatting with her duchess mother.
She gazed at her mother while sucking her inner wall, one hand hanging around the edge of the chair.
"I feel sick," Elizebeth mumbled alone.
"Are you okay?" Indulf that coincidentally sat next to her asked with concern. A small and cute voice or whatever.