Angelia looked at the necklace on her hand.
It was a silver pedant in hollow heart shape. She couldn’t open it since the buckle was locked.
She glanced at the door which Jonathan Miller shut, and then she ran back to her room and kept the necklace carefully.
Seeing that there was no tool in the room, she ran out again, and asked the steward for some tools to repair the cultural relic. Then she sat in front of the desk, checking the necklace with great care.
Her dream was to be a cultural relic restorer, but she didn’t have any professional education for that, only by learning by herself online.
If she were not sent to be here, she would be majored in Cultural Relics Identification and Restoration.
But now, she might have missed that chance.
Angelia slowed down her moving, endured the bitterness of what she was having now.
The next day, the steward sent her the tool box.
He said, “You can use the study on the second floor.”
Angelia looked at the huge box that all varieties of tools were available.
She said, “The second floor?”
“Yes.” the steward replied.
She looked around and found that it was Jonathan’s room, but he never came back since the very first day.
Actually, bedroom couldn’t be a place for work after all.
She got the necklace back and went upstairs holding with the case.
She was so careful since she had fallen down from the stairs last time.
Got upstairs, turned left, there were so many rooms, but the steward didn’t tell her which room was hers.
She thought for a while, and slightly opened the door, and peeked inside through the crack.
She saw someone who sat on his side working in such a big room.
Was that Jonathan?
Angelia hesitated for a second when he turned back glancing the door sharply.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
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