A few hours later, Braelyn sat on the couch, bundled up and looking like a ball. Her current state is a bit funny and unbelievable.
Sitting with her were familiar faces that she wasn’t used to yet and yet had to face for the rest of her life if things went well with her and Ronan.
It’s been roughly four hours since she left the hospital, and it was late at night. And yet the house was brightly lit with everyone at home. Several pairs of eyes were currently fixated on her and she was a bit nervous.
However, the handsome man sitting beside her made her feel slightly better. After all, having him by her side was all the assurance which she needed.
“Can anyone tell me what’s happening?” after waiting for goodness how long without any explanations, Lucy threw the questions to the elders.
Who would have guessed that a simple outing would lead to such a situation?