Chapter 32

I rubbed my sore eyes and waved my hand.

"I'm fine, really."

The shopkeeper, perceptive as always, handed me a pack of tissues and brewed

a cup of floral tea before turning away to tend to the flowers.

I sat quietly in the shop for a long time, letting my emotions settle. Eventually, I chose a bouquet of daisies and prepared to leave.

Just as I was about to pay, the shopkeeper stopped me.

"This bouquet is on the house."

I was taken aback and looked at her in confusion.

She smiled faintly, as though lost in memory.

"Miss, I just remembered something Joseph told me back then. He said someone

might come to inquire about this order one day.

'If she comes alone, give her a bouquet of flowers.

Tell her: Keep moving forward; the starlight will illuminate your path.""'

That day, I broke down completely in front of my mother's grave.

I never thought he would appear beside me in such a way.

And I never expected that even now, I would still rely on him for comfort.

What kind of mental preparation did he go through to leave those words with the shopkeeper?

I was the only one who understood the meaning of "if she comes alone."

It meant he was no longer by my side.

In the evening, my colleague called me.

"Zoey, the flight's booked for next week."

"Who do you want to list as the beneficiary for the insurance this time? Your husband?"

I shook my head.

put down

"Doctors Without Borders?"

"Yes."

"Why them?"

and

a doctor with

cemetery gate, I saw

stubble on his face and a

word, he handed

was a camera, the same model as my

one couldn't

stood there in silence, staring at

didn't take

where he managed to get this camera from— one that was

what I cherished

he found an identical replacement,

that I wouldn't take it, he rubbed his

"Come back with me.

invitations have been sent out. If you keep causing trouble, there will be no way

let out a

I'm the

sighed and

doing

giving her your belongings. But that's because

that old camera lying around and gave it

her in front of so many people-I couldn't just stand by and

suddenly

don't love

his expression

"Don't lie.

would you look at

my hand back,

never see

expression shifted as

"You..."

before he could finish,

It was Sara.

for a few seconds before

her voice

"Jackson, I'm leaving...

for causing trouble

help but feel jealous of

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