"No, I'll keep you company for dinner first." Shane Winchester led her back again to the dining hall. The few of them ate a bit more, but always quietly.
After dinner, Riley Sully took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Yet standing in the kitchen, she couldn't help but become distracted, as if for a moment she still couldn't accept the fact that she was Alice Smith.
Although Shane Winchester never answered her from the beginning to the end, his silence only made her more certain.
Yet, if she was Alice Smith.
Why wouldn't he want to tell her?
Riley Sully emptied the bowl's water, neatly placed it in the cupboard, and as she stepped out of the kitchen, she saw Shane Winchester standing at the window front, gazing outside, his feet surrounded by clusters of flowers, making his silhouette look particularly lonely.
Her heart couldn't help but feel sympathy; was it her questioning that troubled him?
Or could the so-called truth she wanted to know have touched his heart's wound?
