It was the fall of my senior year in high school, and the weather had gotten chilly.

Felix White’s uncles, Duncan White and Eugene White, had brought their families over for a visit, and my family joined them. His family members and mine added up to about 20 people, and we were all gathered at his house for a meal.

With the help of alcohol, the atmosphere that night had become rather lively.

Since there were so many people present that day, the men were all seated at one table for drinks while the women were seated together to chat.

Everyone was chatting excitedly, and it was an extremely joyous day.

Somehow, the conversation had shifted to talk about me and Felix.

This happened every single time our families gathered together. It was quite awkward at first, but it happened so often that I had gotten used to it. It didn’t faze me anymore.

They could say whatever they liked. It wasn’t as if I could do anything about it.

and

peeling a shrimp as she said, “Time really does fly. The children are all grown up now. They’ll

be great if Lulu could continue her studies at a college nearby. She’s still quite immature. I’m worried about

and Felix enroll in the

settled. I was right there with them, but no one even bothered to ask

currently pursuing his master’s degree in fine art at Lincoln University. He specialized in watercolor painting. Colin rarely came home. All along, I treated him like an

son was Felix. Felix was one year older than me, and we grew up together. As such, I always thought that we had a good relationship with each

my own,

word that I said the most was his

took root in my

I liked him—a lot.

much thought to going to the same college as him. From a young age, I had been practicing watercolor painting. I didn’t mind which college I went

mothers make a decision that pleased

for my feelings for him … Well, if a love between two people was meant to last

I liked him so much that during the nights when my mind was consumed by the thought of him, I swore that I

thought he would be the one for me for the rest of

me at the men’s table. Felix and I had our backs to each other. Our mothers weren’t exactly quiet, so he could hear everything

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