It was Marcus’ favorite food.
But Cecilia was moving slower than usual today. The reason was right in front of her–The Fowler residence was different today. There were several ck Audis parked at the gate of the vi, and the fountain that hadn’t been working in a long time was now working.
At some point, she came to aplete halt.
She had just seen a handsome figure standing in the garden.
He was still thin, but he looked a lot better than he was thest time she saw him.
It was spring and he was wearing a dark brown sweater and a thin wool coat.
The bag of baguettes in Cecilia’s hand fell to the ground as she recognized the man she had been staring at.
“Mark,” she whispered with a gasp.
Mark had returned.
He had indeedeback.
Cecilia had frequently experienced abrupt awakenings from her dreams, fearing that Mark had died.
News had circted that he had been improving over the past six months, leading her to expect contact from him. However, he had never reached out to her.
Now, out of the blue, he had reappeared.
It was just like that evening many years ago when several Audis suddenly showed up at the vi. She was all frustrated because of Harold. Hearing the noise downstairs, she went to check and saw Mark there.
Cecilia’s eyes welled up with tears.
She stood motionless, gazing at Mark, while everything around them seemed to grow quiet.
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The only thing she knew was that he had returned.
Mark, too, looked at her with longing in his eyes.
She looked as beautiful as ever but had also matured.
Finally, Cecilia snapped back to reality. Her lips quivered, and her face turned unusually red. She bent down to conceal her emotions and began to pick up the bread that had fallen to the ground.
“They’re dirty. You can buy new ones next time.” Mark bent down to assist her.
Their hands grazed.
The simple touch of her skin elicited a strong reaction, and she suddenly stood up.