Vivian Lee: "Bottom line, I don't agree. If you insist on playing matchmaker, I'll end up being even more of a handful than Cecilia Adler."
May Sutton: "..."
「The next day was New Year's Eve.」
Cecilia Adler woke up early to put up paper window decorations. As the red paper touched the new pane of glass, she thought of Ian Quincy.
'I wonder if he's at the new house.'
Around noon, unable to bear the longing, she changed into the white padded jacket and black wide-leg pants he had given her.
The padded jacket was loose and comfortable.
The pants made her legs look thin and straight.
The cuffs covered most of the tops of her shoes, making her feet look small and delicate.
She was very pleased.
She wrapped a scarf around her neck, put on her gloves, and headed out the door.
Just as she stepped into the courtyard, her eyes met those of an older woman from next door.
