Chapter 7

After sending the message, it felt like it vanished into thin air.

It wasn't until past midnight that Serena finally received a reply from Aaron: "I can't. Whatever you want to eat, I'll have Victor buy some spaghetti for you."

Serena chuckled to herself.

Was it that he really couldn't cook, or simply that he didn't want to make noodles for her?

She glanced at the faded scar on her wrist, and her smile deepened.

At home, she never lifted a finger to do chores.

But to win Aaron's favor, she had learned to cook his favorite dishes.

Even when she cut her fingers or burned herself, she gritted her teeth and carried

on.

"No need."

There would be no need in the future.

The next day.

Serena woke up and was surprised to see Aaron downstairs.

A flicker of panic crossed her heart.

"What are you doing here?"

important to attend to and couldn't be with you, so today I'm here to make it up to you."

softly

with Cynthia Lynwood was

have things

tall frame casting a shadow: "Are you hiding something

Serena had been too

point of

used to argue every other

looking Aaron straight in the eye, enunciating each word

tightness in his chest, as if something was about to

me for a walk.

have a chance to

hand and they got

was at eight in the

There was still time.

place Serena wanted to visit one

the car arrived

buildings, Aaron

that's where I confessed to you," Serena replied, pointing at a large stone in the distance, ignoring

was the university's wishing

it that any wish made beside it would come

time, she wished to be Aaron's

had indeed granted her

Aaron never

fell on

it, he

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