Chapter 897

Standing together, Andrew exuded confidence and masculinity, while Queenie was like a Southern Belle with a soft, gentle grace. They truly complemented each other perfectly.

In the well-lit airport hall at night, the sparse traffic of travelers was a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of daytime. Under the soft lights, Andrew's features were exquisite and refined, his face filled with indulgence as he gazed lovingly at Queenie.

Like a snapshot in time, the moment seared itself into my memory. It drew forth recollections of similar instances where Colin's gaze would meet mine, his presence unwavering whenever I turned around.

What is love? This query had echoed in the minds of many, including myself, yet the answer often remained elusive.

However, my trip to Lagado gave me a deeper understanding of love, and I found my answer now.

The essence of true love was a union of patience and acceptance.

For those truly in love, the wait for their beloved was never a burden, and time