The outfit wasn't flashy-its appeal lay in its simplicity and comfort.

Lila then wore a plain down jacket over it.

After changing, she looked at Kieran and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Kieran."

Kieran lowered his gaze, his expression serious. "Mrs. Morgan, don't you think it's time to call me something else?"

Lila froze. Calling her legal husband "Uncle" did feel awkward.

But after years of addressing him that way, switching to something else wasn't easy.

Kieran took her scarf from the coat rack and carefully wrapped it around her neck. She blinked, her bright, dewy eyes filled with a mix of confusion and vulnerability as if silently protesting.

He covered her eyes with his warm hand. "You're not playing fair," he said, his voice slightly hoarse.

Lila didn't understand what he meant. She gently moved his hand aside and looked at him again.

Kieran had masked the dark flicker in his eyes with a helpless smile. "Lila, can you call me by my name?"

Seeing her ears flush red, the affection in his eyes deepened. But he hadn't pushed her too hard.

took her cool hand in his. "Mrs.

nodded again, feeling her responses had

were halfway to their destination that something occurred to her. She asked, "Uncle Kieran, is the Clemence

eyes on

glanced over at her. She was looking out the

his first love was the girl in the white dress that day, the

wrong?" he asked

did you meet

was calm as

velet

were very young, shortly after her father

was about 20 years

slowly. So they were childhood

because she left to study abroad seven years ago,

and hasn't

the idea that the girl held a special place

exactly when she left

thought, Lila

shot her a surprised glance, amused

a determined person. She excelled in school, went against her family's wishes, and chose

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