After dinner, Arabella Vanderbilt dragged Joel Russo to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.
She picked up the Touch-your-heart set she had bought earlier from the piano and handed it to Joel Russo.
"I've had this prepared for a while. This brooch is mine, these cufflinks are yours. These two accessories lie closest to the heartbeat—one over my chest, the other pulsing at your wrist..."
Arabella Vanderbilt opened the box and looked at the accessories lying quietly inside, a soft smile spreading across her face.
"In the past, I might have ignored such sentiments, lacking a romantic bone in my body. I might have even thought these things were childish. Back then, I believed these things weren't so important; what mattered most were two people supporting each other in reality, understanding each other, and accompanying one another.
