Chapter 221
Cillian was relieved to see that Lucy was awake. He asked with concern, "Lucy, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort? You were crying just now. Did you have a bad dream?" With so many questions bombarding her at once, Lucy was at a loss for words. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine. Maybe I'm just a little nervous about going to an unfamiliar country." At the same time, it was because there was no one familiar around her. If Chelsea were here, Lucy would not have ended up like this because Chelsea's presence was comforting and familiar to her. She was not saying that Cillian was not great. It was just that she only remembered spending one year with him. Not to mention, Cillian was much fatter back then.
The new Cillian was fit, tall, and even looked a little hot, making it hard for her to get used to him.
Oblivious to Lucy's crooked thoughts, Cillian was just relieved to see that she was fine. He handed her a cup of honey water.
"Have something sweet. It'll help calm you down. You really scared me earlier."
Lucy accepted his kindness and took the disposable cup from him, sipping slowly.
After finishing the honey water, she did feel much better, though she was not sure whether it was just a placebo effect. She asked Cillian softly, "Class rep, how much longer until we reach Charleston?" Cillian instinctively glanced at his watch and replied, "You've only slept for a couple of hours, so we're only halfway there. Why don't you read for a while to pass the time?"
Lucy was disappointed. "There's still that much time left?"
She wanted to get off the plane as soon as possible. Although she said that she was unfamiliar with Charleston, for some reason, she felt a strange affinity when hearing the name.
Lucy was not entirely sure why, but perhaps it was because she had watched too many cartoons from that country.
Little did she know that during her emotional turmoil earlier, a white feather had appeared on her lower back.
The white feather was not very obvious on her fair skin, but it emitted a silver glow.
Lucy was just sitting in her seat, calmly flipping through the pages of her book. As her mood started to calm down, the white feather with a faint silver glow gradually sank into her milky skin as if it were never there.
Time passed in the blink of an eye. Just as Lucy was getting to the climax of the book, Cillian said to her, "Lucy, we're here. It's time to get off the plane. You can continue reading when we get to the hotel." Lucy reluctantly set down her book, feeling a bit regretful that they had arrived in Charleston so soon. If she had known earlier, she would not have fallen asleep earlier. That way, she would have been able to finish her book.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it would have been the right thing to do. Thinking back to what happened during her sleep just now, she decided to stay up all night and finish reading her book.