My head is still resting on Fred's chest, and I'm clutching his shirt like a baby. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that everyone had taken a different stance. Nate was now leaning against a wall, gazing out the window, while Ren was leaning against the wall in front of me, playing with the petals of a flower in one of the flower vases, and Dan was sitting on a chair, rocking back and forth.

Fred started to stroke my hair. He was looking at me with a smirk. "Did my charms ...