“I should be asking you that,” he replied, his brows furrowing slightly.
“I’m here to make a wish,” she snapped, brushing past him.
His hand instinctively moved to the bracelet hidden beneath his sleeve. Anxiety flickered in his chest.
“What wish?” he asked, his voice low.
Terence knew the last time she’d made a wish here, it had been for their relationship—to pray for a bond that would last forever.
Ignoring him, Halle tossed a coin, closed her eyes, and bowed her head in silent prayer.
The wind tugged at her hair, scattering it around her face. Seeing it, Terence found himself unable to look away, mesmerized by the quiet determination etched into her features.
In her heart, Halle whispered, 'I wish Terence a life of peace and happiness. May he and Captain Benson find their happily ever after.'
When she opened her eyes again, she noticed Terence watching her intently.
But she didn’t stop to acknowledge him. Turning on her heel, she started walking away.
Before she could take more than a few steps, Terence reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Third Person's POV
“Why are you running away?” Terence asked.
Halle sighed, her breath swirling in the cold mist.