(CLOE'S POV)
I look away from York because I didn't want him to see those little droplets unwittingly fell from my eyes. It was a good thing that I wouldn't need it to hide it more when Elsie called us, and Ziggy got his attention to them. I found a good chance to wipe my eyes and pretend everything fine swiftly.
Ziggy got back inside, his mother wanted to say something to him, and I choose to be left behind outside sitting on the same bench, then Elsie joined me.
"If Ziggy will agree, I think he will be driving us to your home?" Elsie sat next to me, she looks excited, and I'm glad to see her that way. I know these past months had probably been hard for her. Keeping a secret just by yourself is more than carrying a stone while climbing a mountain. It was always hard having nobody to talk to about your problem, much more if that problem will soon gonna give you a major change in your life. However, I'm simply can help her, not to hide but to make her feel better.
