It had a classic plaid pattern, though the color had faded a bit over the years.
In the corner, she saw the two names she had personally embroidered: hers and Finnian's.
It was his Christmas gift to her during their first year as a married couple.
Back then, he had said her winter coats were always so plain, and he wanted her to have something festive to keep her warm.
At that time, Finnian and his brother were just making their mark in the conglomerate. They were like two young, aggressive tigers—incredibly busy, but still possessing that unpolished, passionate edge of youth.
Memories flooded back. The crisp air of that winter afternoon almost seemed to carry his faint scent of pine and the warmth of his embrace.
Holding the old scarf, Kaia's fingers unconsciously tightened. A second later, she gently tossed it on top of the discarded books and turned to Layla. "None of this is important anymore. Feel free to get rid of it."
"Yes, Ma'am," Layla replied, eyeing the scarf. It really was quite old; it made sense to throw it out since Kaia bought new clothes every year.
Layla carried the box out to the driveway.
An hour later, Finnian arrived home with Brynlee. After parking in the garage, the two walked toward the front door.
Spotting the boxes piled outside, Brynlee immediately ran over to investigate. She picked up the red scarf. "Is this Mommy's?"
Finnian instantly recognized the embroidery on it. His long legs carried him over, and he took it from her hands. He turned to Layla. "This is hers. You should ask her before throwing it out."
Layla quickly explained, "Mr. Sanders, I already asked her. She said these things aren't important anymore and told me to get rid of them."
Finnian's face stiffened. He slowly placed the scarf back on top of the box and walked into the house in silence.
"Dad, wait for me!" Brynlee chased after him. Finnian took a deep breath and looked down at her. "I bought you some sparklers. Do you want to go light them in the yard?"
"Yes!" Brynlee jumped with joy. "I'm going to get Mommy to come watch!"
"Go ahead," Finnian nodded.
Brynlee ran upstairs and found Kaia in her private study, working. Seeing her daughter, Kaia's heart softened. She pulled her into a hug, relieved to find the little girl's hands nice and warm.
"Dad said we're going to do sparklers! Mommy, come with me, please?" Brynlee wrapped her arms around Kaia's neck and begged. Every year during the holidays, this was their little family tradition.
When Brynlee was younger, she used to be terrified of loud fireworks, always burying her face in their chests. Now that she was older and braver, she actually loved the noise and the lights.

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Please update soon. This story is good. And I'm hoping it won't go till 2000 chapters.. Although it's current slow pace is telling....