The two returned home from the supermarket, braving the snowstorm.
Blake changed into slippers after entering and, with the demeanor of a host, handed Charles a pair of slippers.
The warm air inside melted the frozen blood in Charles' body in an instant. His thin suit was covered in crushed ice, and the first thing he saw upon entering was Rosie cradling a child.
Standing before him, Rosie still gave Charles a dreamlike feeling.
Especially when looking at the child waiting for her care in her arms.
The sensation of being in a deep dream intensified.
After changing into slippers, the man felt heavy all over, his face flushed, with some nasal congestion and a headache.
Watching Blake adeptly prepare the formula, for a moment, he really felt like he was unnecessary.
How humbling.
"Sit down for a while, I'll get you a cup of ginger tea," Rosie said, noticing his red nose from the cold; she couldn't ignore it.
