"Hmm?"
Sophie Sullivan squinted, approached him, and with her delicate arms, encircled his neck.
Thomas Shannon tilted his head down accordingly, his deep-set eyes gazing at her intensely.
Sophie grinned knowingly, a hint of triumph in her smile. "Do you like me?"
Thomas simply smiled without a word.
"Don't deny it, I know you like me." If she was still uncertain after surviving this explosion, then she would indeed be slow-witted.
Even though he didn't admit it himself, she could feel it.
So, whether he admitted it or not, his liking her was a fact she had accepted in her heart.
Loosening her hold on him, Sophie hummed a tune and departed from the bedroom with light-hearted steps.
「Country J.」
「Cemetery.」
Frank Mitchell held a simple burial for Amelia Shaw's ashes.
His feelings for Amelia were extremely complex.
Love?
He had loved her deeply once.
