Chapter 341

"Yeah, it becomes a part of me somehow. Never felt the need to switch it out," Alex replied, trying to sound casual.

However, Evangeline's mind wandered to a different time, a time of endless scales and arpeggios under their teacher's watchful eye. It was during one of those intense practice sessions that she first spotted the watch on Alex's wrist.

Alex, the Gordon family's second son, always wore this surprisingly modest timepiece. The face was no bigger than a quail egg, its surface bare except for the maker's mark. It had no bling, no flair, nothing that could be expected from a guy of his stature.

Nonetheless, he never took it off, not even when the strap dug into his skin, not even when the paint started to chip away. The same answer he gave her a few seconds ago was the same answer he had given her back then.

That was why, when it came time to pick out his gift, Evangeline knew it had to be a watch. She felt a warmth flood through her—she knew Alex always had her back.

His