Chapter 147

Chapter 147

For a moment, she hesitated. Then, she answered.

“Nora.” His voice was as steady as always, deep and composed. “I ordered some fireworks a while ago.

Abby mentioned she wanted you to have some.”

Nora instinctively began to refuse. “That’s not necessary-”

“It was Abby’s request,” Cole interrupted smoothly, leaving no room for argument.

A brief silence stretched between them before Nora sighed, conceding. “Fine. Where do I pick them up?”

“I had them delivered,” he said simply. “You’ll see when you get there.”

Later That Afternoon;

Just past 2:00 p.m., Nora pulled into the designated location, expecting to pick up the fireworks Cole had arranged to be sent.

But when she stepped out of the car, she didn’t find a delivery truck or a stack of neatly packed boxes waiting for her.

Instead, she found **Cole himself** standing there.

She stopped in her tracks.

Cole was dressed in a dark, tailored coat, his stance as composed as ever. The winter breeze toyed with the strands of his dark hair, but he remained unmoved, his gaze resting on her the moment she arrived.

Nora’s brows lifted slightly. “I thought you said they’d be delivered.”

His lips quirked, just slightly. “They were.”

Her eyes narrowed in mild suspicion. “You just happen to be here, then?”

said smoothly, though the ease in his tone didn’t quite hide the deliberation behind

actions.

weight slightly. “You didn’t

“I know.”

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it–so effortlessly, yet firm enough that

on a whim.

silence stretched between them, thick

neatly packed boxes nearby, “Want me to help load them

for a second before nodding. “Sure.”

few boxes of fireworks, as Cole had mentioned over the phone, but when she opened the trunk of her car, what she saw caught

were neatly packed New Year’s

were boxes of traditional sweets, festive decorations, and small handcrafted trinkets meant for

children.

lips together as she turned to Cole, a question already forming in

mind.

“This is too

her head. “I

tone firm but calm.

the mention of Abby, Nora hesitated. If it had just been from Cole, she would have

personally prepared these? That made

turned back to her car. “Then let me

return.”

in

sweets, and a craft she had worked on. “These are

A return gift.”

gaze flickering over the neatly wrapped presents

caught his eye.

items was a small, hand–knitted snowflake

it up, running his fingers lightly over the delicate

casual, but there was

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