Today, Samuel could only secretly guess his place in Erika's heart.
Especially when he discovered this detail in the embroidery— the pain in his heart was still unmended.
At this moment, Erika followed Samuel's fingertips and easily saw the invisible embroidery trail.
Her eyes stopped, and her thoughts paused for a moment.
Actually, she didn't even know that such a small detail existed, but now Samuel easily pointed it out and made her feel rather… happy.
When Erika came back to her senses, she raised her eyes and ran into Samuel's eyes.
Their gazes crossed, and in the quiet gallery building, some feelings churned in each other's hearts.
Samuel looked at her with eyes as deep as the sea. After a while, he looked away, looked at the embroidered handkerchief again, and sighed. "Most of your embroidery is adapted from the batik patterns you developed. But… why don't I see the truntum batik pattern in your embroidery?"
