Kapitel 53: The Main Dish

Rosina started telling Draco what happened during her 'date' with Gastone. She talked to Draco as if he was her gossip buddy. 

"Ha Ha!" Draco laughed while shaking his head when Rosina started ranting about her thoughts and disapproval.

"I feel like thousands of silver swords pointing at my head if I say 'no' to him at once," Rosina rolled her eyes while groaning from frustration. "And worst of all, I need to create flowery words to escape the situation and pat his ego. If he was someone else, his head would instantly be separated from his body."

"That's extreme," Draco commented with a chuckle. "But I understand what you have been through."

Rosina watched as Draco's face slowly turned serious, and his eyes looked in space as if he was no longer there. She waited for Draco to speak after he finished reminiscing his memories.

"What do you mean? You can tell me," Rosina smiled, leaned back on the chair, and enjoyed the cool air hitting their skin.