SLAP!
Charlotte Shaw slapped him again.
"Give me back my ring and bracelet." Her eyes were red as she stared at him, stubbornly holding out her hand to Willow Quincy. "I want my ring and bracelet. Give them back to me."
Willow Quincy gave the same reply. "I can't."
"..."
Charlotte Shaw looked at him, suddenly at a loss for words.
She let out a nearly imperceptible sigh. Her gaze toward Willow Quincy gradually filled with disappointment, and a hint of exhaustion.
She said nothing more, simply turning with a desolate air and walking back to her room.
Watching her frail figure retreat, Willow Quincy suddenly felt a flicker of panic.
"Sonia." He started after her, reaching out to grab Charlotte Shaw. But Charlotte anticipated his move, sidestepping just before his hand could touch her.
His hand met only empty air, and the panic in his heart intensified.
