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.

dad's photo album. He said it's from when she was in college, wearing her

was a petal on Clara's back. Why hadn't he noticed it at Rose's birthday bash? Was Orin mistaken, or was there more to the

Edwin scooped up Orin and the picture of the petal

of Edwin carrying Orin down. "Why is Edwin carrying you? You could walk down

Anders the picture. "Have you ever

at it for a moment, then nodded nonchalantly. "Saw it once

or something she drew on

in college. Every time she

seemed tantalizingly close, and Edwin's breath hitched. Struggling to keep his composure, he asked, "Has

"Don't you know about the time Heidi threw acid on

had been searching for all this time. Heidi had meant

He swiped at his eyes, only to find the tears flowing

moment he saw Clara, it was as if he was

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