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Chapter Five
She looked at him in the mirror with a hint of surprise.
As he carefully brushed the stray strands of hair from her cheek to behind her ear, wisps of happiness gently flowed into her heart.
It was a warmth that came from being taken care of.
Just like when she was a child, receiving attention and care from her parents...
Who wouldn't want to be held dearly and cherished by someone.
Yet who naturally wishes to be strong enough to weather all storms by oneself.
If possible, of course she would hope for someone like him by her side, someone who would attend to the problems she often overlooked.
Ryan Gregory stood behind her, his large hand gathering her hair, which was soft and slippery, devoid of dryness or split ends, as comfortable as silk. The only pity was that it was much shorter than before.
In the depths of his memory, his first impression of her was the long, shoulder-length hair that cascaded down on her wedding day...
