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    Norah opened the fridge, where the maid had left many fresh ingredients. She took some out.


    “Can you call Susanna and find out if they’reing back for dinner?”


    Sean nodded and said, “Okay.”


    He walked to the sofa and called Susanna. ncing back, he saw Norah busily preparing the meal. Drawing a deep breath, he retrieved the document from the drawer. Norah had casually ced it inside. Sean didn’t believe she was trying to hide it from him.


    Norah noticed him bending over, heaving a slight sigh. She realized she couldn’t keep it secret from him.


    Nevertheless, she was okay with him reading it. After all, she nned to tell him everything soon. This could make it happen earlier than she had nned.


    Sean flipped the page and noticed Susanna’s name in the document.


    “Hello, Sean?”


    Susanna’s pleasant voice came through the phone.


    “I’m at Norah’s ce. Are youing back for dinner? She’s cooking.”


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    The document detailed all of Susanna’s leukemia symptoms and the top treatment rmendations from the hospital.


    He also noticed some handwriting and realized it was Norah’s.


    After Norah traveled to Ond, Susanna’s treatment had been dyed. She had mentioned that Susanna’s remaining treatment would need to be done in the hospital.


    Had it already begun?


    He couldn’t stop pondering why Norah had kept it a secret from him.


    “Sure. We’ll go back for dinner,” Susanna said happily.


    “We’re heading back. We’ll be there in an hour.” Sean hung up the phone and returned the document to the drawer, frowning deeply, deep in thought.


    “What did they say, darling?”


    Norah’s voice snapped him out of his distracted state. He walked back to the kitchen.


    “Uh huh. They’reing back.”


    He snagged a piece of beef.


    “I can help out.”


    Norah looked up sharply and nodded towards the kitchen cab.


    “There’s an apron in there.”


    He was dressed in a white shirt, hardly the right attire for cooking.


    Sean opened the cab and found a light pink apron and an orange one. After a brief pause, he chose the light pink one, the same color as Norah’s, and put it on. Norah couldn’t help butugh.


    “Darling, I never imagined you’d look so good in light pink.”


    He was dressed in a white shirt and ck pants, but the light pink apron draped over his tall frame made him look somewhat hrious.


    Norah looked at him and burst intoughter again.


    “Oh– Sean, it’s not you. Haha… What do you want to help cook?”


    Norahughed so much that her eyes squinted shut. Sean could only gaze at her, feeling a bit helpless. He didn’t mind.


    Since Norah found it amusing andughed, he was fine with it.


    When Susanna and the others got back and saw Sean in the light pink apron, they couldn’t stopughing. Phillip stood beside the sofa, chuckling as he nced over at Sean in the kitchen.


    Since meeting Norah, Sean had tried many new things. Phillip thought they all seemed quite alright.


    At least a man in a light pink apron had a charm all his own.


    Trying to contain herughter, Susanna snapped several photos of Sean. She nned to include them in an album dedicated to Sean and Norah.


    She was sure they would appreciate the album. Alice looked on with envy. Since bing Norah’s friend, she marveled at the joy of having such a close circle of friends.


    She cherished her independence when alone, but also envied the vibrantpanionship others enjoyed. She realized she could be just like Norah.


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