[Aurelia,do you know what Santino likes?I want to buy him a birthday gift.]
[You’ve known him for so long,you must know him better than me.]
Looking at those playful words,Aurelia seemed to see the petite girl standing shyly before her,her face touched with the blush of first love.
She agreed to meet Astrid,and when they did,she spoke smoothly about Santino’s hobbies and daily habits,as if reciting from a list she had memorized by heart.
Compared to numbers and stocks,Aurelia knew Santino even better.
Astrid listened carefully and at last raised her eyes,a trace of unease flashing within them.“Aurelia,I don’t mean anything by this,but I just wanted to ask…do you like Santino?”
Aurelia’s smooth words suddenly stopped.After a long pause,she forced a smile and asked awkwardly,“No,why?”
Santino had once said she always lied,and he hadn’t been wrong.She did lie,just as she hid her illness from him,and her love from Astrid.