Chapter 815

Chapter 815:

Annoyed, Carrie looked up, ready to snap at the driver—only to see the back window rolling down. Kristopher. Sitting beside him, perfectly poised, was Aliza.

Carrie’s breath caught, but before she could process the moment, the car sped off, disappearing into the distance.

And then it clicked. KLOVEA. Meaning Kristopher. Loves. Aliza.

Carrie’s heart clenched, an inexplicable weight pressing against her ribs. She had believed that Kristopher’s love story was part of her past—something she had moved beyond. But seeing that plate, knowing he had made such a public, undeniable declaration, stirred something painful inside her.

Even when they had been together, even in their happiest moments, Kristopher had never done something like that for her.

In her heart, Carrie never imagined Kristopher would ever show affection in such a playful way.

It turned out he wasn’t incapable of love. He wasn’t oblivious. He had always known how to express affection. He had just never felt the need to do it for her.

into everything you did—even the smallest gestures, the fleeting glances, the subtle hints.

but Daxton hadn’t

might miss the doorbell while cooking, Carrie took

stories

a bit, but Daxton hadn’t responded

thought of the past when Kristopher

so busy with that he couldn’t even

and she wasn’t particularly

phone onto the sofa, put on an apron, and made

ingredients and cooked four dishes and a

the last dish,

Daxton entered, the smell

from the kitchen

ready. Help me carry it

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