Caleb recognized the familiar smile on Rebecca's face. That smile of hers used to bring him comfort in the past.They'd take walks, snap photos, and enjoy meals together as he followed her lead. However, after everything they had been through, her smile now stirred an unusual emotion in him.Rebecca sensed Caleb's concern and felt a bit helpless. Leaning against the car door, she tilted her head and said, "Caleb, seriously? I admit I felt a bit sad that someone died."But trust me, your adorable and lovable sister isn't going to be downhearted over some jerk, okay?"The person she loved was David, who seemed kind at first. However, deep down, she was aware of his true character.While she acknowledged feeling sadness over his death, she was determined not to let herself lose control. This wasn't a TV drama, and she believed a couple of days of feeling down would be sufficient.Even with the uncertainty of the future, Rebecca saw a promising path waiting to be explored. Understa
Rebecca left right after Christmas. She had been working with Sam's company for a while and couldn't help but notice that the people who became famous usually had good looks and a toned body.If given the option, she would prefer skipping the whole marriage thing and simply enjoying the company of some good-looking guys. The charming folks at the company always made her day brighter, especially when they exchanged greetings or smiled at her.Suddenly, she realized that rushing into marriage as the elders suggested might not be the best move for her. After all, she was both rich and good-looking.So, when her mother tried to set her up on a blind date right after Christmas, Rebecca quickly booked a train ticket and left Fairport. It marked the beginning of her journey around the world.It wasn't an escape from home. Instead, she would share photos in the family chat upon reaching each new city. She would send daily updates on her adventures.Rebecca wasn't just a tourist. She prefe
Rebecca had never tried brush painting before. Despite the vibrant colors of oil paintings, she believed that photos could capture the essence just fine.Therefore, she opted for the challenge of watercolor painting. With the help of online tutorials, she began practicing one step at a time.When the first snow covered the city, Rebecca created her first impressive piece of art. At the same time, a new chapter of her adventure began.Even though she disliked the cold, she decided to break away from her usual routine of heading south and, instead, set out toward the north.Eager to witness the enchanting Northern Lights, she visited the northernmost city in the country. Even though the icy city made her want to hibernate indoors, she decided to extend her stay.When Rebecca wasn't eating, she spent most of her time catching up on sleep. Occasionally, Sam's playful teasing through messages would coax her into putting on her winter coat and taking him on a tour of the town.She show
After Christmas, Rebecca decided to visit Seardale, a place that brought back a bunch of feelings for her.The last time she was there, she woke up without any memories. It was like her mind had been a blank slate. It took some time to figure out her identity and adjust to life in Seardale.Even though Georgie wasn't exactly welcoming, Rebecca still cherished the memories of their first meeting. She also relied on David, who seemed caring but turned out to be a wolf in sheep's clothing.Feeling a mix of emotions, Rebecca agreed to Ellen's invitation and hopped on a flight to Seardale.She decided to keep her plan under wraps from her family as she knew they wouldn't be happy about it. They would probably give her an earful if they found out.To throw them off, she spun a little white lie about going on a tour within the country. Even though her family had reservations about her solo travels, they respected her decision.Even though the security in the country was pretty good, her
Rebecca seemed to be walking fast, but the reality was quite the opposite. Ellen caught up with her and matched her pace.Being the nice guy he was, he helped her with the suitcase and placed the knitted hat back on her head.Rebecca turned to him and asked, "Can you handle it? Maybe I should push the suitcase myself."Ellen gave her a look. "Rebecca Johnson! Do you know it bugs guys when you ask if they can handle something? Guys can handle anything!""I was just concerned about you.""No need to be!""Okay, fine. If you want to handle it, go ahead. I'm more than happy to let you."They clashed from the moment they met. Rebecca decided to leave the luggage for Ellen to handle.Gradually, she realized her childish behavior. It seemed that being around someone immature could bring out immaturity in oneself.Ellen caught Rebecca staring and asked, "What's catching your eye?"Rebecca glanced away casually. "Oh, nothing. I'm just admiring your hair."Ellen chuckled proudly. "Wel
"Yep, things are improving without those annoying problems holding us back," Ellen said. He wore a satisfied smile.Pointing toward a new building going up nearby, he added, "Check that out. That's going to be my office, right in the heart of Seardale. If you want to catch up next time, you'll need to schedule an appointment."Ellen seemed quite pleased with his achievements.Rebecca eyed him with interest. "You're a big deal now, huh? Why bother inviting someone like me? What if I end up causing trouble for you again?"Ellen stopped and shot her a disapproving glance. "I invite you here, and that's your response? Seriously?"Feeling his irritation, Rebecca quickly said, "Fine, fine, you're impressive. Thanks for having me as your guest again."The car pulled up in front of a restaurant, and Rebecca followed Ellen out of the car.The place buzzed with activity, much like it did in the past. Vibrant lights cast a lively glow over the bustling atmosphere.If Rebecca hadn't seen t
Ellen stayed quiet. He poured himself a glass of cold lemonade and took a big sip before placing the cup on the table."I'm just bored. Isn't it strange for someone my age to still enjoy fights and stuff?" he questioned.Rebecca held her cup. She looked surprised. She chuckled and remarked, "That's not what I'd expect from you."Glancing at his white hair with a smile, she teased, "Your cool style doesn't match your age either."Ellen clicked his tongue. "Come on, I'm only 30. Can't a guy dye his hair?""Alright, alright. Forever young it is. Let's hope you're still rocking colorful hair in your seventies or eighties." She raised her glass for a toast and left the conversation at that.Rebecca wasn't planning to stay in Seardale for long, so whatever happened to the city didn't concern her much. She was just curious.Ellen used to be all about seeking fame and fortune, but now he had turned into a do-gooder who built schools and hospitals. It was a pretty amazing change.Despit
"You know how they give death row inmates a final feast before the big moment in some places? Well, I thought, why not treat you to a good meal before you take off?" Ellen said casually. He slipped back into his usual playful mood.Rebecca ignored Ellen's comment and focused on enjoying her meal. Meanwhile, Ellen kept silent and begrudgingly nibbled at a dish he was growing tired of.He distractedly scrolled through his phone and shot off a few messages. When he noticed Rebecca had finished her meal, he put down his utensils and asked, "All done?"Without waiting for an answer, Ellen signaled for the waiter to bring the bill. A slim and frail-looking young man approached with the check. It was hard to believe he was already 18 or older.Ellen settled the bill with his card and slipped a generous amount of cash into the waiter's pocket. After putting his wallet away, he gave Rebecca a signal with his eyes."Come on. I'll take you somewhere fun," Ellen said.Rebecca stood up and te