"Between a husband and wife, there should be honesty and openness. I have great confidence in our marriage."
"Me too, honey. Good night."
"Good night, sweetheart!"
Sitting at her desk, Valentine Teller's thoughts drifted to Sara Quiles, far away in North City.
She couldn't feel at ease until the matching test results came out.
Now and then, she would send her sister a playful text, but she was restless all day, even distracted while drawing.
She designed a pure gold ring for Sara, like a little girl's dream, pure and beautiful. Cute four-leaf clovers adorned the graceful vines that formed the ring. Each leaf represented hope, a beautiful wish.
She would surely recover and live on beautifully.
Valentine set aside the design sketch and took a sip of her coffee. Suddenly, someone appeared in front of her, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of smiling eyes, eagerly watching her.
