The Deserted Bride
Lucy laughed, making everything that just happened seemed so hard to believe.
‘Err. She changes her mood so easily.’ Audrey shook her head with the thought.
“So what’s your name, hon?”
Audrey subconsciously smiled as if she was talking to Lucy in person. “Audrey. My name’s Audrey,” she replied calmly. The tension was slightly gone, and she no longer felt intimidated towards her. She believed that Lucy was naturally talented to express what she actually felt with her voice, no matter what she said.