Lilian was the first to avert her gaze, feeling shy. His charming eyes had a way of making a woman want to melt into his arms.
Allen turned his attention to the design on the computer, scrolling down to reveal more beautiful creations on the screen.
Meanwhile, Lilian felt uneasy, experiencing slight stomach cramps. She was expecting her period that day and had a pad in her bag.
"Excuse me for a moment," she said, trying to sound casual. "I need to go to the restroom."
Allen looked up, curious. "Where are you headed with your bag?"
Lilian smiled softly. "To the restroom."
"Really? With your bag?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," she replied, standing up and passing by him toward the bathroom.
However, something unexpected happened. She realized she had a small stain on her skirt—a drop of blood that Allen noticed. He gazed at her for a moment, piecing together what was happening, and called her back.