Clara's POV

We prepared a dinner party for all the guests since they will be leaving tomorrow to start their relocating. I have been busy preparing the party alongside Lia and Angela. Tia should have been going to seclusion tonight, but I convinced her that she should talk with my brother properly since Vincent had been sulking the whole day, which got annoying.

I walked toward Tia, who was busy ordering someone to put some designs on the wall. "Hey," I asked, bumping my shoulder toward her.

"Hi," She greeted me back, looked at me for a second, and glanced back at the paper she was holding. "So, how was...