"what she likes best..." Quinton frowned and tried to recall it.

"The thing she used to love the most was...

nice food." "What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise.

Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now...

but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then.

"When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby.

Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops.

Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them.

it was her favourite food, she would always keep some for me

Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she would give him the most wonderful thing in the

pops would have melted and stained her clothes by

he'd always feel

heart warmed as she

sister, and I'm grateful she was there for you when I

very jealous of your relationship with her." Renee found it a pity that they had ended up

"That was the past.

and waved dismissively, forcing himself not to dwell on

hand, was cruel

what happened in the past..." An idea dawned on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll understand your true feelings when she sees those s'mores pops, and she'll slowly start to forgive you." 1

do such a girlish thing." "You

are you?" Renee tried

if men always said things

reluctant, but he actually wanted

it up to her but he was too embarrassed to say so and had

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