"You know nothing about me, except my name. You're being impulsive," she argued. Even the name she had told him was fake.

Sheffield wrapped his arms around her waist once again.

“I know what

I'm doing. We can try to learn more about each other. You know where I work. You can come and see me any time after we get back to Alorith.”

Things weren't progressing as Evelyn had expected. She had thought that

Sheffield would have backed down by now.

But on the contrary, despite knowing that she had a boyfriend, he continued to pursue her. ‘It doesn't bother him at all that I have a boyfriend. He is indeed a playboy, ' she thought.

Evelyn wasn't much of a talker. Sensing that he wasn't planning on giving up, she decided to remain silent.

Sheffield, however, was a chatterbox, and being by her side made him even chattier.

“Why are you depressed?"

Evelyn gave no answer. He didn't fixate on the question.

"I'll be here for about two weeks. What about you?" he asked.

“I am not sure." She never thought about her return. Her father had told her that she could stay away from all the noise for however long she Liked.

"I can keep you company while we're both here. Trust me, I will be a better companion than your zombie-faced bodyguard. I'll take you wherever you want to go. What do you say?" Maybe it was because of his experience of overcoming obstacles, or maybe he was just feeling sorry for her, Sheffield wanted her to be happy.

And he was confident that he could put a smile on her face.

“Zombie-faced?' she laughed on the inside.

“I'm surrounded by zombie-faced people. That's probably why I'm depressed," she said, only half joking. Her father, her brother, Tayson, her ex-boyfriends.

Every man who was close to her was the stern type. Her mother was an elegant woman. Evelyn was relaxed only when she was around Terilynn.

“That is exactly why you should spend more time with me. Laughter is the best medicine," he continued to convince her.

By now, they had made a full circuit and was back to where they had started. Sheffield helped Evelyn get off the elephant.

As soon as she climbed down, the man Leading the elephant said to her,

“Miss, the elephant likes you. Do you want to kiss him?"

‘Kiss the elephant?' Evelyn looked at the huge animal in shock. She looked into its eyes and it seemed to her Like the elephant was smiling at her.

“Should I?' She felt stumped.

The elephant slowly nuzzled her cheek with its trunk. It felt hard and itchy.