She Turned Her Grief Into Wings novel Chapter 162

After organizing everything, Shera took a careful look around the apartment.

It seemed like a lot of soft furnishings had been added. She remembered the place being much sparser back then.

There was more tableware in the cabinets, decorative pieces hung on the walls, and even the fridge was fully stocked with fresh groceries.

She nodded in approval. “Not bad.”

Xenia was inspecting the place from top to bottom, nodding one moment and shaking her head the next.

“You need a pair of large decorative pieces on either side of the TV stand. And the color of these curtains is a bit too dark; I'll change them out for you another day.”

Shera walked over to the bookshelf, noticing a bunch of new books related to her line of work. Some were titles she hadn't even been able to find when she scoured the flea markets.

She flipped through a few pages and put them back.

Tucked in the corner of the shelf sat a small, pink photo frame.

In the photo, the two of them were bundled up tightly in thick jackets, wearing goggles on their foreheads.

Shera's nose was flushed red as she smiled brightly, pointing at the man beside her. The man, however, wore a stoic expression, his side profile turned toward the distant sea of clouds.

Caden had always hated having his picture taken. She had snapped this one secretly.

At the time, they had been married for less than half a year. She heard that reaching the peak of Concord Peak was a deeply spiritual experience for making wishes. Hoping her father's condition would improve, she became desperate to go.

But she was too scared to hike the snowy mountain alone. She pestered Caden for an entire week before he finally agreed to accompany her.

After reaching the summit, she tied a wishing ribbon to the railing.

While they were sitting there resting, she took the photo when he wasn't paying attention.

Later, she secretly had it printed. Afraid he might be upset, she kept it hidden in this apartment, waiting for the right moment to bring it back to the estate.

She hadn't expected three years to pass by in a flash.

When she took that photo, she was full of hope, secretly wishing they could be together like that for the rest of their lives.

She reached out and took down the frame, her fingertips gently tracing the beaming, blissfully happy figure in pink.

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