Letter

It was night. 

Rewen had dinner with his family. His mother, as usual, kept on talking with Vinia. He could see that she (Vinia) was already very tired, having a forced smile on her face.

'Come to think of it, I don't know a thing about her.' Rewen was not thinking about her goals or what she does but her personality. While chatting with her, he found her rather quiet and reserved but he knew that it was only a part of her personality. 'After all, who will open up to someone she met just today? It's fine though. I'm pretty sure she too sees this as a marriage of convenience for the time being.'

"Rewen? Ah, Rewen." His mother called him.

"Hm? What?"

"The guest room is dirty so why don't you sleep-"

"Hold up. I'll sleep in the living room." Rewen interrupted before she could finish.

"Yes. I was going to tell you that. Why did you interrupt me? Could it be you were thinking something else?" Mrs. Klofar asked with a teasing smile.