After the fireworks, everyone gradually gathered in the living room.
However, Eleanor stood alone at the entrance of the hall, a cigarette mysteriously appearing in her hand, and she began to smoke in solitude.
Seeing her standing at the door, Miguel came out and snatched the cigarette from her hand, throwing it on the ground. "A lady like you shouldn't be smoking."
Eleanor glanced at him, withdrew her gaze, adjusted her red woolen coat, and leaned against the marble pillar at the door. "This is the first time I've spent New Year's outside. Do you know, in the hidden clan, we have a bonfire feast on New Year's night, singing and dancing, partying all night? It's lively, very lively..."
For the first time since knowing Eleanor, Miguel saw her in such a melancholic state. Unexpectedly, he found her somewhat pitiful. How much courage must a girl have to leave the place where she had lived for over twenty years and live in a foreign country?
"People have to grow up and learn to adapt. Although New Year's Eve in the hidden clan is lively with singing and dancing, having all of us here with you is also a kind of enjoyment," he patiently comforted her.
"I miss my mother." Eleanor sighed deeply. "Actually, I'm quite unfilial. My mother was very good to me, but when she died, I couldn't even send her off properly. I think she must hate me. She put so much effort into me, wanting me to inherit King Dominik's position, but in the end, I ran away, ruining all her hopes."
The scene brought back memories.
Ever since Eleanor came to Bloomstead, she had been suppressing her memories of the hidden clan, but she couldn't help but feel like she was back there after the fireworks show.
Miguel crossed his arms and looked up at the sky. "Everyone has the right to choose. It doesn't mean that living a life not planned by your parents is unfilial. You're putting too much pressure and burden on yourself. Actually..."
The two of them rarely had the chance to calmly chat and share their feelings.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Troy noticed that Eleanor was missing and used the excuse of 'going to the bathroom' to find her.
As a result, he saw Eleanor leaning on Miguel's shoulder outside the living room, a scene of intimate closeness.
In that instant, his eyes flickered, and the image of him and Eleanor on the bed in Axies Villa flashed through his mind. For some reason, Troy felt a bit suffocated.
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