It was the fall of my senior year in high school, and the weather had gotten chilly.

Felix White’s uncles, Duncan White and Eugene White, had brought their families over for a visit, and my family joined them. His family members and mine added up to about 20 people, and we were all gathered at his house for a meal.

With the help of alcohol, the atmosphere that night had become rather lively.

Since there were so many people present that day, the men were all seated at one table for drinks while the women were seated together to chat.

Everyone was chatting excitedly, and it was an extremely joyous day.

Somehow, the conversation had shifted to talk about me and Felix.

This happened every single time our families gathered together. It was quite awkward at first, but it happened so often that I had gotten used to it. It didn’t faze me anymore.

They could say whatever they liked. It wasn’t as if I could do anything about it.

Priceton was Felix’s mother, and I

been peeling a shrimp as she said, “Time really does fly. The children are all grown up now. They’ll be leaving

nearby. She’s still quite immature. I’m worried about letting her live on her own if she goes off to a college far away,” Mom

and Felix enroll in the same college! Felix will take good care

was right there with them, but no one even bothered to ask for

in fine art at Lincoln University. He specialized in watercolor painting. Colin rarely came home. All along, I treated

and we grew up together. As such, I always thought that we

could walk on my own, I shadowed him

the word that I said the most was

root in my

I liked him—a lot.

age, I had been practicing watercolor painting.

with letting our mothers

between two people was meant

the nights when my mind was consumed by

he would be the one for me for the

was sitting next to Aunt Mel while Felix sat behind me at the men’s table. Felix and I had our backs to each other. Our mothers weren’t exactly quiet, so

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