Kieran ced a bouquet and the wedding rings before L.


    L thought that perhaps most girls couldn''t resist the charm of flowers, which might exin her unexpected surge of emotion at this moment.


    It felt as if Kieran and she were truly excited about this marriage.


    She hadn''t even noticed when he had prepared all of this.


    Looking at the beautiful diamond-studded rings, L vaguely recalled that they seemed to be a global limited edition from LovingBird.


    Her astonishment deepened. When had he...


    Given her work in the entertainment industry, she naturally paid attention to the fashion world. LovingBird has gained increasing influence in recent years, and many in the industry have aspired to represent it.


    As her thoughts wandered, Kieran spoke up. His voice warmed like a chime, yet it held a subtle note of inquiry.


    "Mrs. Morgan, may I put this on for you?"


    He handed her the bouquet and then moved the ring box slightly closer.


    His voice was tender and captivating, with a hint of uncertainty-like a melody that touched L''s heart.


    Her mind momentarily nked when he called her Mrs. Morgan.


    L nodded dazedly like she was under a spell.


    Kieran moved quickly, gently taking her hand and carefully sliding the ring onto her finger.


    Her delicate, fair fingers looked even fairer against the silver band.


    The faint chill of the ring brought her thoughts back into focus.


    Her gaze fell on the exquisite wedding ring, but Kieran spoke up before she could examine it further.


    "Thank you, Mrs. Morgan."


    The other ring remained neatly in the box.


    Kieran held the box in one hand and extended his other hand toward her.


    The words hade so effortlessly from his mouth.


    Her ears turned red, and she lowered her gaze, cing therge bouquet on the car seat. In a flurry, she grabbed the other ring.


    She fumbled nervously, trying to put it on.


    L couldn''t help but feel a little exasperated with herself. She can''t even manage


    to put on a ring properly... When did she be so clumsy?


    She pretended not to care and finally managed to slip the ring onto his finger.


    A light chuckle came from above her, followed by the feeling of Kieran''s hand resting on her head.


    Perhaps mindful of L''s carefully styled hair, he ran his fingers softly through it. "Shall we head over to Westview Cemetery?" His voice was gentle as he asked. As he had anticipated, L''s eyes flickered slightly at the mention.


    That was the ce where her parents were buried.


    L didn''t visit often. It wasn''t because she didn''t want to, but because she didn''t dare to.


    Though many years had passed


    since her parents'' deaths, the


    suffocating feeling she had when


    still


    she first received the news still haunted her.


    Later, she had wandered through life in a daze, alone in the dark, trying to heal the wounds in silence. The pain had never truly faded with the passing years.


    Losing loved ones felt like a disease buried deep in her bones, tormenting her


    nerves repeatedly on gloomy, rainy days.


    So, she didn''t go to visit or think about it. She knew that if her parents could sense anything, they would want her to live happily.


    Kieran naturally understood, but today was different from usual.


    He gently took her cool hand. "If you really don''t want to, it''s fine."


    L pressed her lips together. "Would you stay with me?"


    She met his gaze and saw the tenderness in his eyes.


    He gave her fingers a soft, yful squeeze. "I''ll always be with you." Always.


    L found it hard to describe the


    emotions swirling inside her. Shon et


    wanted to ask what he meant


    by


    always, but deep down, she knew


    wouldnt be forever.


    When they parted, when Kieran and the girl in the white dress were together, L


    and him would have an end.


    She sat quietly in the passenger seat, gazing out the window.


    Kieran, unusually, didn''t try to cheer her up.


    The Westview Cemetery was about a 40-minute drive away, and L remained silent for the entire trip.


    When they arrived and exited the car, she held the bouquet Kieran had given her. She looked up at the sky, noticing the weather was nice, though a bit windy. Kieran draped a scarf around her neck, then took the bouquet from her, his free hand reaching out to hold hers.