<div style="text-align: justify;">Magdalene did feel that Liane was way too bubbly for a serious man like Anthony. But some people did look for opposites, right? Shrugging it off, Magdalene tried to focus on something else. There was so much to think about she couldn't even pick where to start. She wondered what she would be required to change. Maybe a haircut? That would pain her, but if it was necessary, well... it was hair. It would grow back. Maybe dropping a few pounds? That was easy enough, even though Magdalene didn't think she needed to. She was set on not changing her hair color, though.<br/><br/>Smiling back at Anthony, Magdalene finally left the room. Well, not like she would have any choice, anyway. Since Liane practically dragged her off. The woman was definitely too energetic. Magdalene could feel that her days would not be easy ones. With a sigh, she decided to behave and do as she was told. And hope she wouldn't be utterly exhausted by the end of each day.<br/><br/>At least there was Gerome. He seemed like a nice person. When they got outside, as Liane went to her own car, Magdalene felt secretly relieved. At least Gerome would be a good company. He seemed like a quiet person, a man she could feel comfortable with.<br/><br/>Smiling warmly when the man said nobody would hurt her, Magdalene nodded. That wasn't her concern, but she didn't correct the man. <span style="color: #8000FF">"I trust you, Gerome"</span>, she replied simply and kindly. <span style="color: #8000FF">"I'm sure you'll take good care of me"</span>, she completed. It wasn't a tease. She sounded almost innocent saying those words. She was very young, after all.</div>