"I admit it, I was a bit reckless in the past, with a history of racing, fighting, and causing some trouble. But from now on, if you don't want me to do something, I won't." Joe Heath said.
A warmth spread across Jasmine Yale's chest.
It was as if a ray of sunlight had pierced through the coldest moment.
This sensation, it was familiar yet intriguingly captivating to her.
"Shall I help you put on the necklace?" Joe Heath looked at her as she was lost in her thoughts.
Jasmine came to her senses: "I'll put it on when I get home."
"Alright, let's go. The wind is blowing outside."
Joe Heath escorted her down from the rooftop.
The fireworks outside had ended, leaving the dazzling cityscape behind them.
Joe Heath knew that he was a sensible person, he never acted impulsively.
So this time around, he was clear-headed.
The staircase they had to cross while coming down, Jasmine walked ahead cautiously, with Joe Heath following closely behind.
She was very careful.
