Inside, there was only a one-inch photo of Norris Moore.
She looked at the camera, her lips gently smiling, so pure and beautiful.
She was the rose he guarded with utmost care.
How could he bear to hand it over to others to pluck?
He couldn't bear it.
Alex Miller slowly closed his eyes, a hint of hidden pain emerging in his gaze.
*
This rain seemed to never stop.
The entire city was shrouded in a gray, rainy mist, the air damp and heavy.
Norris Moore turned off the TV, feeling restless as she got up from the sofa. The food in the refrigerator was gone, so she grabbed an umbrella and headed downstairs, walking to a nearby supermarket to buy a few things.
After leaving the instant noodle section, she pushed her cart into the snack area and reached out to grab a strawberry-flavored pudding. A slender hand reached out to get it before her.
She froze for a moment, looked to her side and saw Zara White in her white lab coat, holding the pudding in her hand.
