The faintest of smiles appeared on Wyatt Winslow's serious, stern face, softening his expression.
He didn't pull his hand back this time.
The beef combo meal was a little sour and spicy, but it also tasted a bit "sweet."
It seemed as if his daughter before him had grown up overnight, blossoming into a graceful young woman.
When Wyatt Winslow thought of the future, a flicker of loneliness crossed his eyes, but he quickly composed himself.
He picked some beef from his own meal and placed it in Holly Winslow's bowl. "Let me know if you want more," he said before taking a bite of rice, as if to cover up his display of affection.
"Dad, this is enough."
Holly Winslow beamed and put the beef right back in his bowl. "You eat it, Dad. You've gotten thinner."
Mortimer Quincy, Pantheon, and Zeke Zane walked into the cafeteria for lunch and immediately spotted the pair by the window.
