Keira's eyes shone faintly, her voice soft lest she startle the old lady. "Then, how did we get our marriage certificate?"
Old Mrs. Horton said with a smile. "I remember that day. You wore a red sweater..."
A red sweater?
Keira paused slightly. Indeed, she had a red sweater, which she bought three years ago during New Year. She stayed alone in her rented room. She wanted to dress joyfully, so it wouldn't feel so lonely.
And sure enough, that was the sweater she was wearing in the marriage certificate photo.
Old Mrs. Horton continued. "That brat was wearing a black suit, and off you two went to get your certificate!"
Keira frowned.
The courthouse had said that getting married definitely required the presence of both parties. What old Mrs. Horton said meant Keira had indeed obtained a marriage certificate with Lewis two years ago.
Why didn't she or Lewis know about it?
