"Paris?" Joshua Hughes parted his lips slightly, asking in a gentle voice, "What are you going to do in Paris?"
:"There's a medieval jewelry exhibition there these days. Beckett wants to take me to see it." She withdrew her small hand and touched her forehead, feeling as if her temper was about to rise, but she couldn't quite get angry. The feeling was so strange; she clearly had the freedom to go wherever she wanted, but when she said she would go to Paris with Beckett, her heart felt guilty, as if she had done something wrong. She didn't know why, but whenever she was with him, her emotions seemed uncontrollable.
Joshua Hughes fell silent, appearing to be pondering something carefully, then gently asked, "How many days will you be gone?"
:"Two or three days..." Avery Jane replied gloomily. He didn't react as dramatically as she'd imagined. Maybe she was overthinking. But she had clearly seen the momentary drop in temperature in his eyes.
