Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 371

Kieran's soft laugh was charming, and his eyes were filled with amusement.

"It's going to get colder tonight, and it might snow. Would you like to have stew tomorrow if it's the first snow?"

His voice was deep, with a slight rise that gently stirred her emotions.

Lila wanted to punch herself. Why did she never think before speaking?

But when she heard the word "stew", she paused, and her thoughts suddenly drifted.

Having stew on the first snow was something she had done in her first year with the Morgan family.

That year, the first snow had come early and heavy. Within half a day, it had piled up to their ankles.

Noah had woken her up early.

"Hurry, let's build a snowman!"

Wearing the cute pink down jacket that Kieran had chosen for her, she stood in the snow, feeling a bit dazed.

Noah was as excited as a dog cooped up too long, running around the yard and rolling snowballs.

She touched the snow-it was so cold.

When she looked up again, Kieran had already come up to her.

"Put on your gloves, don't hurt your hands."

Lila looked up at him, her peripheral vision catching sight of the two enormous snowballs Noah had rolled, and he was preparing to start on the third.

She thought to herself, Kieran was steady and really handsome.

How could someone be so handsome?

day, Noah ran around the yard while Kieran stayed with her to build one big snowman and one small snowman so they

they were done playing, Noah suggested stew for

the first snow was perfect

that Kieran would take her for stew every year since

snow.

surge of indescribable emotion rose in her

you don't

words were only halfway out when Lila interrupted him. "Sure, the

lifted her gaze, meeting his eyes. This time, she saw the gentle emotion

that night, Lila couldn't

how odd she had

suddenly sat

What was this feeling?

when she first

tightly. She felt shameless

had fallen

snow fell silently in the late

Lila's emotions piled up inside her,

...

even thicker, and

front of the large floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony, gazing out at

draped the pink coat over her shoulders. "Want

"When did you buy me new clothes again? This color is very similar to

the same color as the one

steps crunching softly through

which helped ease the

heaviness inside her.

watching her pink figure stand out against

like a pink camellia blooming in