Rebecca was eating alone in her villa. She was drawing shapes in the rice with her finger.

Louis and Bella were watching from the first floor’s balcony. “Look at her getting lost while eating… When are you going to tell her?” Bella pinched his forearm. “She needs to know that Benjamin is most likely alive.”

“I told you already that it does more harm than good if we tell her that,” Louis retorted.

Rebecca drew the crescent moon shape, and it made her remember the time when she was looking at the beautiful full moon from the rooftop a few months ago, and Benjamin mimicked her by doing the same from the first floor’s balcony, but he was also looking at her often.

“Why are you looking at me more than you look at the moon?” she asked, annoyedly.

“If you look at the moon, you will have looked at the whole world,” Benjamin said, smiling, “but if I look at you, I will have looked at my whole world.”

“H-Huh?” Rebecca didn’t quite understand the meaning behind his words. “You sure know how to r