The two sisters conversed through most of the night but eventually, Hilla fell asleep.
Halle looked at the sleeping Hilla, and a faint smile formed on her lips. Perhaps Hilla did not realize it herself but for the entire night, Hilla had spoken more of how the Andersons and Bruce Anderson were nice to her than of how much she suffered after the fall of the Holt family.
But she did not think that a person who laid in bed and could not even blink would be good.
Perhaps Hilla kept the kindness of the Andersons in her heart.
Halle looked at the thick curtains in front of her, and she could not see the moonlight outside. But she knew that it was the fifteenth day of the month. The moon must definitely be round and beautiful tonight.
"Mother, what are you doing?"
Hilla looked into Orlenna's eyes when she presented Hilla with a sandalwood box.
Subconsciously, she wanted to refuse accepting it.
