Chapter 19
Alice had gradually adapted to the pace of life in Paris.
In her spare time, she most enjoyed strolling the streets with Cassius or lounging on the sofa in the apartment, listening to him recount the past events she had missed.
“Why do you always make me talk about the past?”
Cassius embraced her from behind, resting his chin gently on her shoulder.
Alice turned around and ran her fingertips over the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye. “Because we need to cover up those bad memories with beautiful ones,” she said.
What she didn’t say out loud was how much she wanted to make up for all those years of neglecting Caz.
Cassius, like a spoiled cat, nuzzled her neck and asked, “Tell me again, Alice, how did you find me in the midst of all those people?”
The sunlight filtered through the gauze curtain, casting dappled shadows on them.
Alice smiled and tousled his hair. The poised and elegant design director in front of others was always just the rural Caz in front of her.
Under Cassius’s careful guidance, Alice’s design talent fully blossomed.
In a short period of time, she grew from an intern to a highly acclaimed emerging designer.
Whenever Cassius saw an interview about her in a fashion magazine, he
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would carefully collect it and treasure it.
“I wanted to establish my own brand.”
One night, Alice suddenly said.
Cassius was brewing her herbal tea, and at her words, he just smiled gently and asked, “How much startup capital do you need?”
Sometimes, Alice would gaze at the sleeping Cassius in a trance.
Thinking that she had almost missed the person who had silently been watching over her forever, a subtle ache would rise in her heart.
But soon, Cassius‘ action of hugging her tighter while half asleep would make her unable to resist smiling.
“Alice and Caz were together for many, many years.”
In the morning sunlight, Cassius kissed her forehead and whispered a promise.
“Well, I will definitely do it, Alice replied as she hugged him.”
Rance fate
This was their agreement to each other, as well as the second had given them.
In the morning light of Paris, Alice finally understood that some people are like the fruits on an apple tree, seemingly random encounters, but actually destined reunions.
