Beatrice's smile never wavered. These recent days have been the most enjoyable for her. She never imagined she would reach this point, where she could relax and talk comfortably with Sam. Without too much fear or hesitation, although Beatrice often restrained herself from asking what she really wanted to know.

"Sam," she called out while carrying a plate of grilled shrimp. It was the catch from yesterday that she patiently waited for. Ah... not for Beatrice, though. Sam's patience turned out ...