“Grace?”
In the past, back in high school, when Gaara first shed his bachelor days, he had quickly become the center of attention for every girl around. Yet, out of all the possibilities, only one girl had managed to capture his heart.
And of all the chances fate could have offered, he never imagined that same girl from his past would now be seated beside him at this family dinner. If fate were a person, Gaara would have gladly refused its twisted humor. But this was beyond his control, beyond the limits of any human choice.
“I still can’t believe my mother actually has professional ties with your father,” the girl said once dinner had begun.
“Well, maybe if you’d told her about our relationship back then, this situation wouldn’t feel so surprising now,” Gaara replied, his tone deliber
