In the ring box lay a pair of matching rings, exactly the ones Clara had once imagined proposing to him with. Ian couldn't find the words to describe how he felt at that moment. He picked up one of the rings in disbelief, examining it closely. He even pulled up a photo on his phone that customer service had sent him. They were identical.

So, Clara had buried the rings she once wanted to use for their proposal here.

Why would she bury them here?

lan felt as if his heart stopped beating at that moment. His mind turned to mush, unable to think. It was a simple question, yet he couldn't bring himself to believe it. When his gaze fixed on the engraving inside the ring, he stumbled backward a few steps.

The engraving read "9911."

9911.

Wasn't that their special number? Why did Clara know it so well?

lan clenched the ring tightly in his hand, pulling out two letters from the box beside it.

His own letter, the one he had dictated, written on his behalf by No. 11, held no surprises.

letter look so familiar? Elegant and clear, like

sentence nearly brought him to tears. [Mr. Nine, I am No. 11. My name is

Mr. Nine.

Clara.

Clara

No. 11.

Clara.

Clara often called out in her dreams was him. She had been by his side since three years ago. lan's vision blurred. He

a courtroom, fighting for justice for those wronged, and also hope to have Mr. Nine by my side in life. I hope his eyes can heal and see

light sooner.

that when we meet again, Mr. Nine would recognize me, and I hope to

I've always had a little secret

with you, and I hope to spend the rest

back any longer.

11. She had fallen for him since

vague familiarity

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