She watched him for a moment before making her way inside.

"Impatient much?"

Gabriel was scrolling through his messages, one from Grandpa caught his eye, [Not coming home day or night?]

Before he could think of a reply, Sylvia walked in.

He put down his phone, his features sharp and his gaze piercing as he said coolly, "Not at all."

Sylvia dropped the paperwork she was carrying, approached him with a smile, and said, "Dinner's on me tonight. What are you in the mood for?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Gabriel, grabbing his jacket, stood up and replied nonchalantly, "Anything's fine with me."

She nodded, "Then I'll pick the place, you drive."

Gabriel had no objections. They turned off the lights and headed out together.

She preferred the lively atmosphere there over

because she, like Gabriel, lacked that ordinary zest of life, so vivid and

joint was packed, especially at this hour, and

a few minutes outside, Sylvia began to feel

her pale face, shrugged off his coat, and wrapped it around her. Sylvia looked at his thin shirt, tried to protest, but he brushed her hands away and insisted on

of a man and warmth. Sylvia bit her lip, looking downward, feeling

enviously. The girl tugged

valor, replied, "Yeah, it's chilly. I'm cold

girl, annoyed, rolled her eyes and turned

to hug Gabriel and bury her head in his chest, her shoulders shaking with suppressed

against his chest. The mundane light of the world seemed to

fifteen minutes, it was

man took off his down jacket for his girlfriend, shivering in his thin shirt, his face

frowned, not quite getting what

couldn't help but laugh, pulling Gabriel by the

rich aroma of grilled meats, instantly banishing the cold. In that moment, no happiness compared

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