'What's so great about Tristan Grayson? Besides torturing you and humiliating you, what is there about him worth liking, worth loving...'
Tiana had always been observant, so when she saw that her sister-in-law's eyes were red, she asked in alarm, "Sister-in-law, why are you crying?"
"It's nothing. I just got some sand in my eye," she replied, forcing a casual smile.
'Sand in her eye? Where would sand come from in here?' Tiana clearly didn't believe her, but she was sensible enough to just sit down beside her sister-in-law. She didn't press for the reason, simply watching her quietly.
In truth, she could tell her sister-in-law had something on her mind. Being with her felt just like being with Amelia. Amelia was always like that—whenever Tiana said something careless, she would get red-eyed, lower her head, and fall silent.
The more they acted like this, the more curious she became. 'What does it really feel like to be in love with someone?'
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