Esme hurried toward them.
"It's really not what any of you are thinking! This is just–"
Leonardo cleared his throat and tilted his head with deliberate mischief. "Oh? And what exactly are we thinking?"
Esme groaned, pressing her palms to her temples as her cheeks flushed a deep pink.
"Ugh… this is so embarrassing."
She turned away. Jumping into the vast ocean below no longer seemed like such a bad idea anymore. Come to think of it, how did those two even know about the meaning behind this?
Donovan folded his arms, fighting to keep a straight face. "Alright, that's enough. Don't bother her. If she says it's not what you're thinking, then it's not. Let her hair glow in peace, okay?"
Cora playfully elbowed Leonardo in the abdomen, as if telling him to behave, but the effort to suppress her own laughter was written all over face. Eventually, Esme turned to them, and Cora was the first to change the topic.
