A student's work, presented with high ambition, it's obvious it will pass with high marks.
The conclusion to this college journey was drawn so perfectly and brilliantly, yet Elise Don still felt that something was missing.
When Oliver Bloom came out of the study, he saw Elise Don lost in thought, sitting at the dining table, absentmindedly unpacking the takeout.
If he hadn't reminded her, the sushi roll in Elise's hand almost ended up being mistaken for condiments, squeezed into a lump and thrown into the mixed rice.
"What's up? What are you thinking about?"
Oliver helped by bringing the bowls and chopsticks.
Elise felt a bit discouraged, sat down, and curled her legs onto the chair.
"I'm already a senior."
Oliver found it amusing, "You'll be graduating next month, and you're just realizing you're a senior today?"
Of course not.
The point Elise was reflecting on was graduating as a senior, a very significant life stage, yet marriage had blurred its importance.
