She gave an awkward smile, lifted her hand, and smoothed her hair, using the movement to mask her discomfort. "Auntie, I'm truly sorry, but I don't feel well today, so I plan to leave in a while. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the dance tonight."
"Not feeling well?" Mrs. Guillen became concerned. "Fluffy, where do you feel unwell?"
Just as Fluffy Zane was about to make up an excuse, Mrs. Guillen said, "If you're not feeling well, then don't go back home. Your parents aren't home, and you'll be all alone; how pitiful that would be. Why don't you come stay at Auntie's house? Auntie will take care of you."
"Thank you, Auntie, but really, there's no need. There's a servant at home; I'll be fine."
Stay at the Cooper Family's home?
Fluffy Zane dared not even think about it. That would mean seeing William Guillen all the time.
Moreover, she wasn't sick at all. She didn't want to spin one lie into a web of more lies to cover it up.
