But, Little Chale tied it for her, and she liked it a lot.
The little one rested on her lap, with his hands gently rubbing her waist.
"Jasy said, she would never leave me."
Little Chale stayed close to her chest, clutching onto her. He was terrified that she might leave.
Jasmine Yale couldn't believe he still remembered.
She didn't say anything, changing the subject: "Little Chale, this bead is so beautiful."
"Yes, yes, dad has one too."
As he spoke, Chale Cheney pointed to Sylvan Cheney's wrist.
Only then, Jasmine Yale noticed that Little Chale had put a red string on Sylvan Cheney too.
Sylvan Cheney let him have his way.
However, the bead on Sylvan Cheney's string wasn't purple. It was black.
Jasmine Yale felt embarrassed for some reason.
The red string...It means something different from what Little Chale understands.
The red string... signifies acquaintance, connection, and eternal companionship.
It's a symbol of marriage and love.
Not...
