The spectacular sunset was always followed by the twilight just around the corner.
Holding hands with Daisy and Justin, Edward walked out of his office. Everyone was just getting off work, and they stopped and stared. They didn't dare come any closer than that.
Daisy was used to attention, conducting meetings in the military. But with Edward it was a different story. Their gaze made her nervous, but she didn't know why.
Feeling her hand tense up, Edward turned to look at her and found her pretty face as calm as usual in spite of her sweating hand. She took pride in her stoicism as a soldier.
Edward nodded to the employees who greeted him. He walked out FX International Group confidently, leaving his co-workers to talk and gossip.
"Daddy, can we have Western food tonight?" Justin looked at his father, waiting for an answer. Out of all the meals they could have chosen, Western food was the most romantic.
But it reminded Edward of what Belinda had ordered at noon. He lost his appetite immediately. Who would eat Western food all day?
"Honey, what would you like for dinner?" Edward used the term "honey" naturally, like he'd called her that millions of times. He hadn't.
Hearing the word, Daisy became uneasy again. Their eyes met. Her moist lips moved a little, but nothing came out of her mouth. Looking into his bright eyes, she had forgotten everything but love.
"What is it? Are you OK?" Edward asked. Noticing that something was wrong, he was worried and put his hand to her forehead to feel it.
"Oh, nothing. Just spacing out." When his hand touched her forehead, Daisy lowered her head, unable to meet his deep gaze any more.
Edward sighed quietly. Daisy looked at him, lost in thought again. 'Do I remind her of somebody else?' A shadow crossed his gaze, then his eyes became bright again. 'Daisy, I don't care who you are thinking of. You will only think of me soon enough.'
"Mommy, can you tell daddy we'll eat Western food tonight?" Justin was plotting something. Red wine was a must have with Western food. After his parents got tipsy, an intimate moment would follow. So he was expecting his mom to say yes.
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