Outside the window, the lake reflected the bright colorful lights.

Inside the window, time seemed to have stopped for this beautiful picture, and the two of them remained motionless.

Karl gently raised his hand and wiped away the teardrops from the corner of her eyes.

“I'm sorry to have put you through this."

He said gently.

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At the moment, she was not at all like the usual excited, cute Juanita. Hurrying to wipe her tears, she sniffled, “I'm sorry. I lost my manners." "By the way, you haven't told me about Joyce. It's great that she's still alive. Just, why didn't she tell me, and she didn't come to me? I have been worried for her for so long." Juanita puckered up her lips in a disgruntled manner.

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strange death of Mr. Walsh, his unmasking of Zora's true identity, and Joyce's desire to get close to Otis

"Can I meet her?"

look. Although four years have passed, the thrill of that year was

could she not be worried when Joyce had to continue to take such risks

special mask that hides her true face. And, although she had a partnership with Luther on a real estate project, she said Luther didn't know she was Joyce. They are

she gets too close to you, I'm afraid it will arouse Luther's suspicion. I don't think she wants

Luther had spent so much time with Joyce, was it possible that Luther would not suspect? “But I really miss her." Juanita was in a somewhat

in time, Joyce took Anderson to just finish

park, and Anderson was tired, so he took a nap in her

held Anderson in her arms, sitting on a bench in the park, bathed in the warm evening sunlight, and looking at the

Anderson woke

simply took Anderson around the downtown,

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