The girl's eyes shimmered brightly. Any previous sadness had been artfully hidden, leaving only a glimmer of hope as she looked at the person lying in the sickbed.
She held a bowl of soup, her delicate, snow-white fingers trembling slightly against the rim of the bowl, a pale flush rising to her fingertips.
Clenching her teeth, she forced a smile on her face, seemingly mimicking Tiffany Lynch's demeanor earlier on.
But to Louis Snyder, it seemed completely out of place.
He lowered his gaze, casually glancing over the bowl of soup. He spoke with a whiny tone, "Sister, I don't like carrots; don't you remember?"
Hearing this, Hannah Winter, who was holding the soup, paused slightly.
That's right.
Carrots are George River's favorite food.
He had stomach problems and didn't like eating on time, so she diligently made soup for him.
Noticing that he liked carrots, she brewed all sorts of soup for him, one variation after another.
But…
He never tried any of them.
