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"Because my dad is of Turkish-Indonesian descent. So, I had the chance to have a nose as tall as the Himalayan mountains," Gerald replied, capturing Yuna's hand, which had boldly touched his prominent nose.

Instead of being afraid, Yuna burst into laughter. "If the Himalayan mountains are this tall, I wonder how tall the other mountains are. Is my nose as tall as them?"

Gerald released his embrace. "This can't be compared to a mountain. But maybe a valley. Look at your nose. There's no depression at all." He pinched Yuna's petite nose.

"Don't underestimate my little nose. At least, it makes me look pretty," Yuna retorted.

Gerald raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?" he said in the sweetest tone he could muster.

"Of course. Just look, am I beautiful or not?" Yuna blinked her eyes quickly.

Gerald couldn't help but burst into laughter, a sound that had been absent from him since he found out that Bianca couldn't have children.

Yuna was taken aback, watching Gerald laugh so freely. It enhanced