Shawn sat on the sofa in the living room with a disturbed expression on his face. A low breath left his lips, and he pinched between his brows.
Steady footsteps resounded, and he raised his head to see Ileus, who was clad in a white suit, walking over to sit on the sofa opposite him. "Did you sleep well?" Ileus asked him while taking his seat.
"Was... okay." Shawn cleared his throat and adjusted his seating.
"That's good to hear. Did you have your breakfast, lunch, or whatever? It's 12, right?" He lifted his wrist and glanced at his watch. His brow arched a bit, and he simply shrugged.
"I did have my-"
"Don't bother answering that question." He glanced at Shawn with leisure eyes, and Shawn swallowed his words. 'So let's get to the point. Have you made your decision yet or not?"
Shawn's eyes blinked twice, and he stared at him, unsure of what to say. "I-i... haven't. It's a really hard decision for me to make and-"
