Book3 Chapter2.

The next day, I woke up late. By the time I had packed my things and slung my sketchbook over my shoulder, it was already past lunchtime. Grace waved me over.

"Sienna, we saved some food for you."

Everyone was chatting at the wooden table in the courtyard. As soon as Jessica saw me, she dashed into the house and came back out holding an orange envelope, offering it to me like a treasure.

"Sienna, since we don't have many close family members, we'd like to formally invite you to our wedding."

A formal invitation. I took the envelope but didn't have the courage to open it and look at the card inside. Jessica kept nudging me, "Sienna, you're an artist, right? Can you tell us how the design looks?"

That thin piece of paper felt as heavy as a boulder in my hands.

"Let me see. This color is lovely," Grace chimed in quickly.

"I think so too! Ethan picked this orange. I had chosen purple, but the orange turned out better. Sienna, what's your favorite color?"

down my sketchbook and pointed to

color, until one day I wore an orange jacket, and Ethan said it looked great on

have the same taste as

My Ethan.

Once upon a time, Ethan used to proudly call me "My Sienna" in

change in my expression, Grace quickly took the

just like

her face, "That was Ethan's idea!

someone can't wake up

how did you know?! That's exactly what Ethan said! But the main thing

day was sunset because it was when Sleeping Beauty turned into his

always been a deep sleeper. In high school, waking up at 5:30 was pure torture for

my eyes closed. I could dream three different dreams during a ten-minute break,

someone sigh by my ear, "You

going to do with you on our wedding

24th birthday, I was woken up by the scratch of his stubble. I pushed him away to sleep a little longer, but he pulled me into his arms, gently patting my back. In a

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