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?"

with you, so

softly

course, spending time with Cynthia

have things

his tall frame casting a shadow: "Are

Serena had

to the point of unsettling

every other day

Aaron straight in the eye, enunciating each

gazed into her stubborn eyes, feeling an inexplicable tightness in his chest, as if something was about to

a walk. You choose the

didn't have a

her by the hand

at

There was still time.

a place Serena wanted to visit

her guidance, the car arrived

buildings, Aaron was quite surprised: "Why

Serena replied, pointing at a large stone in the distance, ignoring

the university's

it that any wish made beside it

she wished

stone had indeed

never loved

gaze also fell

he remembered

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