The handwriting was graceful and strong—unmistakably Vivian's.
Silas beat the guy who bullied me so bad he ended up in the hospital today. He did it to stick up for me, but I should still scold him... Oh, forget it. He looks so pitiful. I'll punish him by not letting him kiss me today.
I casually mentioned I was craving pastries from Southaven, and Silas raced across half the city just to buy them for me. He's such an i***t. But the pastries were wonderful.
Silas flipped through the pages one by one, his heart tugged gently by an ache he couldn't name.
'All these old, faded memories—she remembered every single one so clearly.'
His fingers stopped when he reached the middle pages.
Today is the anniversary of my parents' death. Silas went with me to the cemetery. He didn't ask any ques
