Chapter 139: Where Is He?
Taking notice of where she had walked past, there was not a single obstacle that could have warranted her fall, leaving Cassian and Madeline to exchange glances as though they just thought of the same thing, but none of them chose to say a word about it.
"Let’s go." Holding Madeline close, he took her away and back to where the rest of the family had gathered, wanting to give their goodbyes and return back home.
Inna found a quiet place where she could sit, her expression far from what was happening with the rest of the family, but she was snapped out of her thinking when Oliver joined her. He adjusted his glasses while also staring into space, and a soft sigh left his lips before he turned his head to meet Inna’s stare.
"Why are you sitting by yourself?" He asked, and Inna pursed her lips while shaking her head, then averted her gaze to the direction where the family had gathered.
"I’m just worried." She answered honestly. "What about you? Why are you here?"
"Well, I came out with outstanding results in my exams." He told her before resting his cheeks on both of his palms, propping them up with the help of his knee. "I promised myself that if I came out great, I would rejoice with everyone and we can go out together for once, as a family..." he let out a sigh of disappointment. "But I’m not even happy with myself."
Inna watched as he blew off a lock of blonde hair that kept falling to his face with a dispirited look, and she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder before smiling faintly. "Times are bad, and you have the right to feel this way since you recently lost your brother, but do not be disheartened by it cause this isn’t the end. When all this is over, we’ll definitely celebrate your result, it’s not easy to get an outstanding score, unlike me who got above average."
Oliver smiled at her words, and his eyes suddenly widened as his brows rose. "Hold on." Getting down from the high cemented place where they sat, Inna watched with curious eyes as he hurried off like he forgot something, and it didn’t take too long before he returned with her Cello.
"Here, you forgot this at the mansion." He handed it to her. "Frederick helped me snuck it into the carriage before we left. You always played your cello every morning, so I figured you’d need it back."