Then, Victoria snuck a glance at Alaric.
That evening, Alaric sat on the stone bench, his legs so long that they barely touched the ground. He had a faint smile and didn't object to what they said.
"Indeed. Claudia is more feminine, gentle, and beautiful, but Victoria is only a little girl. Moreover, Claudia is Alaric's savior." The boy who spoke was Bane Morison, one of Alaric's best friends. He loved teasing Victoria. Every time they met, he would insist on pulling on her pigtails.
He was also one of the people Victoria hated the most. I'm not a little girl!
"That's right," one of Alaric's friends said. "The waters were so dangerous back then. If she had not jumped down to save you, Alaric Cadogan might not be alive today."
Alaric nodded. Finally, there was a response from him as he hummed in agreement.
Under the moonlight, his face looked very calm. "The spot beside me will always be hers."
