The little actions of Eldest Young Master Grant went unnoticed by Lily Shaw. In her memories, the first person who carried her on their back was Justin Shaw. Before his infidelity, he treated her very well, as his daughter.
Lying on Eldest Young Master Grant's broad back, Lily Shaw recalled the beautiful memory of Justin Shaw running with little her across the lawn.
It's a pity how things have changed with time.
"Aiden." Lily Shaw woke from her memories, resting her head on the man's shoulder and calling him softly.
Aiden Grant responded gently, enjoying the feeling of being with Lily Shaw like this—quiet and peaceful, with even the air feeling warm.
"Aiden, what if people say we're childish?" Lily Shaw chuckled lightly, feeling that the things they did and said indeed seemed juvenile, like teenagers, even though they were nearing thirty.
