For the past six months, Ethan's companionship was like a gentle warmth, gradually soothing the creases in her heart.
From initially maintaining deliberate distance, to gradually growing accustomed to his presence, to watching him diligently research every artist's biography just to accompany her to exhibitions.
Some attractions don't strike suddenly, but rather a gradual and enduring accumulation.
"Ethan." She turned around to find Ethan sitting on a small stool beside her, peeling an orange for her. "Let's... give this a try."
The moment she finished speaking, the orange in Ethan's hand dropped to the floor with a plop.
He looked up abruptly, his voice trembling. "Serena, what did you say? Did I hear that, right?"
Serena was amused by his reaction and nodded gently. "You heard righ
