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

an orange jacket, and Ethan said it

have the same

My Ethan.

a time, Ethan used to proudly call me

expression, Grace quickly took the invitation from

cartoon inside looks just like you-so cute. Is the wedding

her face, "That was Ethan's idea!

can't wake up

"Sienna, how did you know?! That's exactly what

of day was sunset because it was when Sleeping Beauty

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

on the back of Ethan's bike, hugging him and continuing my sleep with my eyes closed. I could dream three different dreams during a ten-minute break, and every

I heard someone sigh by

going to do

morning of my 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 hoarse voice, he whispered, "Sienna,

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