It left Duncan alone... His face was full of incredulous expression.
What amazed him was not Stella Noah Jackson's behavior.
But rather himself...
He slowly raised his right hand... placing it over the left side of his chest.
Here... Why is there an emotion called joy spreading here?
Moreover... He can't control it.
Even though he tried to control it, he ended up failing.
......
After a long time, when the wind on the rooftop grew stronger and his coat was blown by the wind, he finally reacted a bit.
He lifted his hand and gently touched his lower lip.
There, it seemed to still linger with the taste of her lips...
After a while, he remembered something and reached into his coat pocket.
His fingertips touched a cool sensation.
Taking the item out to look, he found it was a bronze pocket watch.
Moreover... On the lid, three words were clearly engraved.
Stella Noah Jackson...
With a gentle press, the pocket watch automatically opened.
