Three days had passed since the fight between Rhea and Dion in the car, and since then, the two hadn't seen each other. Dion hadn't returned to Rhea's house even once.

That morning, as usual, Rhea was having breakfast alone. However, her eyes kept glancing toward the seat Dion usually occupied.

"Huh, he really hasn't come back at all. He promised to prepare my meals every day and make sure I was getting enough nutrients. Just as I thought-a jerk like Dion can't be trusted."

Frustrated, Rhea ...