There was a time when she used to be the pride of her parents.
She was also a haughty existence in this city, but now she had become a dead person.
Someone who couldn't exist in public.
Amelia Cobb's dumplings tasted a mixture of flavors, as her whole body's cells clamored,
wanting to break through her organs and return to their original position.
Amelia lowered her head slightly, as a teardrop fell on the dumpling.
Just as she was about to raise her fingers to wipe it away, a handkerchief was handed to her. She looked up and saw Henry Wood standing in front of her.
Amidst her surprise, she suddenly felt the dumplings in her hand change its taste.
Tearful eyes gazed at him, with a hint of incomprehension in them.
Henry Wood stood in front of Amelia without saying a word, never thinking of retracting his outstretched hand.
Amelia didn't want to accept, and he didn't want to take it back either.
The two were entangled on the Tree-lined Avenue.
