Chantelle walked to the terrace on the top floor.
A sudden breeze brushed against her face, making her eyes squint in reflex.
When she opened them again, she saw a field of flowers in front of her.
Her sadness faded right away.
Sunflowers! What a beautiful view!
Daniel walked over to Chantelle, holding a bunch of sunflowers.
At that moment, he looked just like the angel she had dreamed of six years ago.
Chantelle stared at him, a little dazed.
"These sunflowers…" she murmured.
"I got them for you. Do you like them?" Daniel asked gently.
"How did you know I like sunflowers?" Chantelle looked surprised.
Then, she turned her eyes toward Kane.
He was sitting quietly at the table, watching them.
When she gave him a suspicious look, Kane shook his head right away.
He was sure he hadn't told Daniel about the sunflowers.
He had been just as surprised when he saw them earlier.
"Do you want to know how I found out?" Daniel asked.
"Nope," Chantelle replied flatly.
