But actually, I always cared, never once disliked you.
He reached out, gently rubbed her head over the hat, feeling a sense of relief after finally telling the truth. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I should have told you earlier."
Grace Winter stood obediently as he rubbed her head, "It's okay, Hayes Edwards."
The airport announcement sounded, and the seated passengers hurriedly stood up.
Grace Winter supported the handle of her luggage and waved, "Hayes Edwards, I'm leaving now."
She took two steps forward, looked back, and saw Hayes Edwards still standing there watching her. She waved again and said, "Bye-bye."
Hayes Edwards nodded and fixed his gaze on her departing figure.
Everything in front of him seemed somewhat unreal, only her silhouette was real.
"Grace Winter."
A clear, youthful voice suddenly called from behind.
The voice wasn't loud, but in the noisy airport hall, it distinctly reached Grace Winter's ears.
