Sally Dalton turned her face, looking up at the sky.
Nathan Leafcastle glanced sideways, watching her face illuminated by the fireworks.
That face was not much different from his memory, though she seemed slightly thinner, and her chin appeared even sharper.
Fireworks are fleeting, and soon the sky turned dark, the whole world reverting to gloom.
Sally Dalton snapped back to reality, remembering that she was holding a camera, and had forgotten to take pictures.
Noticing Nathan Leafcastle beside her, she lightly bit her lip.
"Is your health... all better now?!"
"I have fully recovered."
"Oh... that's good."
"And you?!"
Nathan Leafcastle instinctively glanced at her abdomen; after all this time, their child together should have long been gone, right?
At this moment, the Fireworks Festival ended, and people began to return and leave.
The two stood among the crowd, like two stones in flowing water.
"What did you say?"
She couldn't hear him clearly.
