Chapter 80

Maybe it was inadvertent, or perhaps he remembered it was her birthday. She cried silently the entire drive while he watched her, never taking his eyes off of her. As they neared the house, he asked her, “Do you know what the bellflower stands for?”

Natalie wasn’t one for flowers, so she had no idea.

“It stands for uniqueness. Everyone in this world is unique, you included,” Brian told her.

From that day on, Natalie never forgot about the bellflower, a bloom that strangely touched her heart.

And ever since, on every birthday, someone would place a bunch of bellflowers in her room.

She wasn’t fond of flowers but made an exception for bellflowers.

That was how it had always been.

“Did you return to find that person?” Nina asked Natalie out of the blue before bedtime.

Sitting at her desk, Natalie paused, their eyes meeting. She stood up, walked over to the bed, and wrapped her arms around Nina, softly kissing her soft, fragrant hair. “Whether I found him or not, you have me, and that’s enough, right?”

“Yes,” Nina murmured after a moment.

Natalie could tell Nina was pretending not to care. But there was nothing she could do. They had been each other’s world for so long that being alone was bearable.

Nina’s emotional intelligence and intellect were well beyond her years. King had once tested her, and her mental age was on par with a ten–year–old.

knew

you miss Zephyr? I saw you crying

afternoon.”

time before replying, “Of course I do.” But

she missed

be here for you,” Nina said, hugging Natalie like she used to comfort her,

chuckle, kissing her again softly. “Go to sleep now. I’m

sent her Nina in her darkest times, an angel with a

You haven’t sung to me in a long time,” Nina mumbled, eyes

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Natalie’s embrace.

to sing a soft, popular song that

lately.

where the wind’s warm

you’re there as expected.

of the earth suddenly feel

away with a pride, leaving me

repeated

gets blown by the monsoon,

your silent

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