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Seeing her indifferent attitude, he didn't speak. He just walked in and stood by her bed.
Celeste didn't like the feeling of being looked at condescendingly. She only said, "You can sit wherever you like."
Gary then sat by her bed.
Celeste lowered her eyes, not wanting to even look at him.
"Janice said she didn't want to leave today." Gary finally spoke.
"I know. Miss Simpson said she had discussed it with you," Celeste replied. The atmosphere couldn’t get any more awkward.
"Since we’re not leaving and you have nothing else to do, why not join us later?" He suggested.
"You guys go ahead." She shook her head."Go have fun."
Gary's gaze turned cold as he stared at her eyes. "You can take it as being our photographer. Janice and I should take some photos while we're out, don't we? We can't come all this way and not take any photos."
Celeste was taken aback; she looked up at him.
His gaze was mysterious, unreadable, yet it carried a sense of matter-of-fact.