At 7 pm, the sea shimmered with lights, reflecting the image of a young woman standing alone, leaning on the railing and gazing dreamily towards the distant horizon.
As soon as Ethan stepped out of the taxi, his eyes were quickly drawn to the girl's silhouette. After all these years, she hadn't changed a bit. However, in life, there are some things that, once they happen, can never be changed again. Just like a spilled water bowl, how can it be filled again?
If it weren't for her mentioning their child, Ethan really wouldn't have wanted to come here to see her.
"Have you been waiting long?"
Trying to cast aside the turmoil in his mind, Ethan quickly approached Victoria's figure and laughed gently.
Hearing his voice, Victoria finally turned around and looked back at him.
Today,
