The following evening, Lisiantha rose, then headed to her room. Ichirou was on his way out, and muttered a promise to wait if she hurried, but she didn't feel like hurrying. She and Josh had spent the rest of the night together. When they'd finally gone to the cellar, they were the last to climb in their boxes. When she'd gotten up, he was nowhere to be seen. Did it mean something? Did he regret what had happened last night?
You're overthinking things, she told herself. Just get dressed and come on.
She went through three outfits before she settled on one, as if it really mattered, would really make all the difference between her and Josh. She even took the time to do something more with her hair than the usual ponytail, and added a touch of makeup to her face.
The results left her confident, and she headed downstairs to find Josh waiting with Mére and Ichirou. Her stomach flipped when she met his eyes. This was it. Time to find out if he was sorry for what had happened or-