Xander pulled out a chair for Grace. "How is it different?"

Steam rose from the chicken soup on the table. Grace held a spoon and thought for a moment before answering, "You trust her a lot, and you guys have very good chemistry." Xander deftly changed the subject with a straight face. "Like you and Luke."

"That's not quite the same. You two are ..."

Before Grace could finish, Xander placed some side dishes in her bowl. "Eat up, then go to sleep."

"But by the time I wake up, you'll have to leave."

"Are you going to miss me?" He was merely teasing, but Grace's ears turned red.

"I didn't come back just to keep you awake. Be good."

Grace, who was used to just bread and coffee for breakfast, suddenly felt a rare sense of satisfaction as she ate the warm soup.

The room was warm, and the soup was also hot. So Xander took his jacket off, revealing his strong, muscular arms. He tapped his fingers on the dining table.

"I heard that Matthew ended up taking Henry home."

was surprised. "How

"I watch the news."

it was mainly

the lake. She asked, "Xander,

looked down, focusing on the sunlight

no children to this day. Matthew hasn't had any children for years, either. Both generations are on equal footing, so they are a

affects a wide range of

feeling that there was more to Henry's accident than

looked at her and asked, "Why are you

incident since it would inevitably lead to them talking about Benjamin. That would be too complicated to explain.

do you have anything to

the office. I should be back

and said, "Then,

was about to go upstairs when she

was an unfamiliar bag on the couch. She recognized it as the one Hazel had been

her phone to call Xander, she picked up the bag. The bag wasn't closed,

She looked at the photos on the floor, her brows furrowing into a deep

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