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 my

high school, I didn't have a favorite color, until one day I wore an orange jacket, and

have the same taste as

My Ethan.

words pierced my heart. Once upon a time, Ethan used to proudly call me

in my expression, Grace quickly took the invitation

like you-so

Jessica rubbed her face, "That was Ethan's

can't

how did you know?! That's exactly what Ethan said! But the main thing is, he really loves

had always said his favorite time of day was sunset because it was when Sleeping Beauty

high school, waking up at 5:30

every morning, I sat 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 time I woke up, his jacket

someone sigh by my ear, "You sleep

am I going to do with you

stubble. I pushed him away to sleep a little longer, but he pulled me into his

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