Wrapping his arms around his neck, Orin planted a big, wet kiss on Edwin's cheek.

Leaning close to his ear, Orin whispered in a childish lilt, "I haven't wished my uncle a Happy New Year yet. May your fortunes soar!"

The innocent tone in Orin's voice entertained Edwin, eliciting a robust laugh from him.

Reaching into his pocket, Edwin pulled out a giftbox and pressed it into Orin's palm, saying, "And I wish you health and heaps of happiness, Orin."

With a smile, Orin replied, "Thank you."

Then, his gaze landed on the petal birthmark that lay on the table. His eyes went wide with surprise. "Why do you have a picture of Aunt Clara? Do you know her, too?"

Edwin's heart skipped a beat at the question. Staring at Orin, he stammered, "What did you say?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

saw it in my dad's photo album. He said it's from when she was in college, wearing her dance costume. She looked so pretty." Edwin felt

Why hadn't he noticed it at Rose's birthday bash? Was Orin mistaken, or

word, Edwin scooped up Orin and the

fixing breakfast. His brow furrowed at the sight of Edwin carrying Orin down. "Why is Edwin carrying you?

contain himself, set Orin down and handed Anders the picture. "Have you ever seen this petal on

then nodded nonchalantly. "Saw it

birthmark or something

She was part of a dance club in college. Every time

to keep his

the time Heidi threw acid on her? After that incident, the

Edwin was almost certain that Clara was the sister he had been searching for all

down his face. He swiped at his eyes, only

Clara, it was as if he was looking at his own mother. Not just him,

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