"Unconsciously?" Mrs. Clementine Coleman frowned, a little annoyed. "Did someone deliberately give you mango juice to trigger your allergy?"
"Oh, no, nothing like that. I was just so captivated by the person across from me that I accidentally mistook the mango juice for orange juice."
Mrs. Clementine Coleman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Who could possibly be so beautiful they've completely stolen your soul?"
Thinking of Naomi Kenway, Clementine Coleman felt her heart pound with excitement. "She's just so gorgeous, she's going to steal my soul away... but she's such a vicious person..." She sighed and shook her head fiercely, reminding herself, 'No, I can't be like this. I can't let my morals be swayed by a pretty face. I have to hate her. I have to hate her...'
But as she spoke, her mind drifted back to Naomi Kenway's flawless face, and she let out a foolish giggle.
