"Alright, you can go now; it'll be ready soon," she said.

"Okay."

He nodded, not saying much, just standing quietly at the kitchen door, his eyes tenderly following her busy figure.

Her movements were so smooth and natural, like he had seen her cook for him a thousand times before.

A wave of emotion surged through him.

If, after every long workday, there was a woman waiting to cook him dinner like this, wouldn't life be perfect?

The thought made a gentle smile tug at his lips.

Three dishes and a soup.

She had prepared them with care, just the way Casper liked.

It was strange, after all these years, she still remembered his tastes.

Maybe she was deeply infatuated.

Just as they were about to sit down to enjoy the cozy dinner, the doorbell rang, breaking the peace.

"Who is it?" Casper frowned slightly, getting up to answer the door.

Standing there was David.

met, and both

away, peering inside. "Where

now?" Casper's tone

for showing up at

past him to enter the

found Eliza, instantly filling with uncontrollable sorrow. "Eliza, come with me

was dire. "David, wait for me in the car. I'll be down in a minute."

David, his anger barely contained. "Your dad's dying, and you're dragging her into it? Do you really think she's part of your family? David, you can't be this selfish." "This is between her and me, it doesn't

pushing past him and

set

her things, grabbed her bag, and headed for the door. "You go ahead and eat. I need to goto the hospital; don't

just go running. Do you really see yourself as part of their family? Carter is just your teacher, not

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to me. Shouldn't I go see him if he's

understand why Casper was

so cold and lacking

to use these so-called emotions to tie

not see

dying. What was there to argue about with

regrets

anything more

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