"Something wrong?" Ethan Quinn immediately stood up and walked over. "Is your stomach upset? What's going on?"
Amelia Lockhart looked at him pitifully, blinking her eyes. "The opening ceremony is tomorrow morning. Yardley even specifically told me to go to bed early and not eat too much, in case I get puffy. And now here I am, eating all this in the middle of the night…"
Ethan Quinn gave a helpless smile, casually pulling a tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth. "Don't worry. I ate a lot too."
Amelia Lockhart thought that made a lot of sense and immediately beamed. "You're right! We ate together, so if we look bad, we'll look bad together!"
When she woke up the next day, Amelia Lockhart realized she'd been tricked.
His expression, brimming with energy, was a stark contrast to her own drowsy, vacant stare.
Right now, Ethan Quinn looked like a demon who had just siphoned off someone's life force.
