Among them, the most uneasy thing for Elisa didn't happen, and William didn't sleep in the same room with her.
It relieved her.
On the morning of the third day, Elisa went downstairs as usual, only to see a pile of things in the hall.
William and Aunt Marites were talking about something as if something was missing.
Hearing Elisa's footsteps, William looked up and smiled at her. "Good morning."
"What are you doing?"
"Preparing something to go back to your home."
"You don't need so many things, do you?" Elisa looked at him sarcastically.
"I was going to take your mother's family on the day of your mothering, but at that time, your parents and relatives were traveling outside and could only go back late. These things are not only for parents but also for relatives."
Elisa scratched
