So drown in deep thoughts, Eula has not even noticed that she is already sitting across the concrete table.
Eve hemmed and get her attention and gave her a wondering look, urging her Head to open up and talk about whatever is bothering her.
“You have never been this looking worried and restless for a long time now. What’s wrong?”
“Eve, don’t you notice anything unusual for these past few months?” Eula looked around.
“A lot has changed. What change specifically are you referring to? You are giving me a head work,” she responded jokingly and leaned closer.
“I don’t know if I am just overthinking things, but it really feels like something is wrong here.”
“Look, you are just used to be in a brink of death situations. Nothing is wrong. We are really free now.”
Though the woman nodded, her eyes speak the opposite. Eve sighed and stared at her for a little while, waiting for her look to change.