Everything was real, Walter... he really smiled at her, for the first time ever, he smiled so warmly.
At that moment, there was not a trace of coldness in the depths of his eyes, really none!
He smiled at her, how wonderful, how wonderful...
Emily Stone's vision blurred as she quickly ran to the French window, seeing that outside the Villa House there were several black luxury cars parked, all with military plates.
Walter got into the middle car, and soon the convoy grandly drove out of the marshal's residence...
Emily stood there staring blankly, until the cars were out of sight, and when she came back to her senses, her vision was already hazy.
She took a deep breath, turned around, and walked back to her room, where she sat in front of the vanity mirror for a whole hour, staring at her reddened eyes, motionless for a long time...
That day, Emily's mood stayed quite cheerful, her steps were light as she walked.
