Chapter 247
“…” Truly, the most toxic man’s mouth.
I efficiently wrapped up what I was doing and went to grab my jacket and bag, only to find he already had them in his hand.
A term popped into my head, unbidden.
-Husband material.
Seeing me approach, he took my hand, just like when he’d pick me up from my mentor’s house when we were kids. “Let’s go. Time for bed.”
“Gavin.” I let him hold my hand. As we stepped into the elevator, a question occurred to me. “You have your wallet on you, right?”
He raised an eyebrow. “What, planning to rob me?”
“Lend it to me for a second.” I looked directly at him, my clear eyes holding his, and held out my hand.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips. He pulled his wallet from his pocket and placed it in my palm. “Take whatever you want.”
After handing it over, he slipped one hand into his pocket, his expression completely normal, as if he hadn’t a single thing to hide. Just like always.
I hesitated for a second. But I’d already asked for it. Whatever was inside, I might as well satisfy my curiosity.
When I opened the wallet–which was cleaner than a ghost’s, utterly empty–the corner of my mouth twitched.
Then, right under Gavin’s watchful eye, I slid my slender fingers into the inner compartment and neatly pulled out a photograph.
The photo Vera said Gavin treasured, kept in his wallet, was now right in front of me.
I’d had a suspicion.
That was why I’d asked for the wallet, to confirm it.
But still, seeing myself in the photo–grinning boldly at the camera, my eyes shining so brightly–I froze completely.
Because I knew better than anyone.
I hadn’t been looking at the camera back then.
I’d been looking at the person holding the camera.
At Gavin.
All those years of me carefully moving forward alone seemed to have stripped away so much, letting things fade bit by bit with time.
But some things, with just a little reminder, came crashing back with overwhelming force.
Those moments that belonged to us, the scene from that birthday, played back in my mind like a movie in slow motion, frame by frame.
I remembered standing in front of the cake, closing my eyes with serious devotion, telling my wish to the heavens loudly: “Elara wishes to never, ever be separated from Gavin!”
Chapter 247
I even remembered, when I opened my eyes, seeing a flicker of something unreadalde in hi
Back then, I thought he was moved. That we were thinking the same thing.
That neither of us could live without the other.
Looking back now, he was probably laughing at me for being an idiot.
While I was planning our never–ending future, he was figuring out how to shake off the clingy little girl.
Not long after that birthday, he’d sent me back to the old lady’s estate without a single word of explanation
And now?
Did this photo in his wallet just erase all of that?
I stayed quiet for a long moment, then finally lifted my head to meet his gaze directly. “Gavin…” I said, my voice softer than I intended. “You’re not… secretly head over heels for me, are you?”
His sapphire–blue eyes, deep and impossibly captivating, held mine. For a second, it looked like he was about to say something–something real I saw the words forming, hovering right there. But then, just as quickly, he swallowed them back down.
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