496 Pink

Gabi hated the summer.

She doesn't like to sweat; she hated the heat.

Growing up, she had avoided going out and staying under the sun for over thirty minutes.

But this time… is different.

Gabi inhaled the warm air. The cooling sensation from the ice-cold tea in front of her wasn't enough to mask the heat of the garden just a few meters away from the tree where she was currently having her tea time.

She especially asked the servants to put some tables and chairs under the gigantic ash tree just so she could look at the view from this side of the mansion. The tree was older than her father. It has been standing tall at the back of the mansion ever since she could remember.

"Gabi… how come you are here?"

The familiar voice that drifted towards her made her gut twist. She raised her head and stared at the man walking towards the tree. "Alfons…" she murmured.