Chapter 37. Drunk Music

In the carriage, the two of them were silent. No touching, just bare hushes, and the sound of neighs. Ezekiel sounded nervous when he tried to croak a question. Rachel’s palms were getting colder every minute of being with him. Was it the right thing? Was it something she would be proud of when the regrets washed in?

“How’s Luther Griffin? Did you send him a letter?” Ezekiel’s uncertain words washed down on her body. Rachel looked at him cautiously. She nodded quite shortly, trying to maintain her calmness. What would they do on their first day? What would… be their conclusion?

“Yeah, I did. He’ll receive it a few days after I sent it by owl.”

Then, silence ensued. It must be his first time to fall in love with someone, although it isn’t. Ezekiel and Rachel’s first love lies beyond their hearts, who just let go because the fate isn’t written in their palms anymore, and they had to be patient on waiting for the right one. Now that Rachel had thought about it, the ni