Five years ago, my parents went to Brittonia to expand their business, entrusting me to Thomas.
In the years I spent with Thomas, I rarely called him uncle.
He also acquiesced in me not using this word to address him.
Thomas helped Grandfather manage the Garrett group.
He was busy, yet he never missed a parent-teacher meeting.
He was decisive and assertive outside, but he would lower himself to cheer me up with my favorite strawberry cake when I was upset.
For years, Thomas's care for me had been meticulous.
I hadn't even realized when I fell for him.
Thus, I always felt his care was more than just treating me as a dear junior.
But my all-or-nothing gamble resulted in this.
I wasn't willing to accept it and decided to talk to Thomas again at the family dinner this weekend.
But that night, I received another shocking piece of news.
Thomas was getting engaged.
I sat in the living room of the old house, listening to Grandfather introduce the woman sitting beside him.
I heard she was the only daughter of Rainey group.
She and Thomas were a perfect match.
Throughout the family dinner, I couldn't enjoy the food, constantly sneaking glances at Thomas.