There’s an old saying: “Every finger is linked to the heart.”
Silvia wondered if that phrase applied here, too.
Somehow, just by holding Kent’s hand so tightly, she could feel a strange, trembling warmth—a feeling she couldn’t quite name.
She lowered her gaze, a bittersweet glimmer flickering in her eyes.
It wasn’t as if she was starved for love anymore, like when she was a child.
So why did such small things still send her emotions spiraling for no reason?
Was it simply because she wanted to spend the rest of her life in quiet peace with Kent?
She really didn’t know.
“Sweet Silvia, you and Kent… your relationship is really something, isn’t it?”
Shipley practically ground out the last few words, biting back his frustration.
He hadn’t expected Silvia to go this far just to get under his skin.
Holding hands with Kent right in front of him, over and over again?
That was bold—even for her.
But to Kent, this was a clear provocation. He let out a slow breath, forcing down the storm that threatened to break loose inside him.
“They just got married,” Lola said with a gentle laugh, her eyes soft as she looked at Silvia. “It’s normal for newlyweds to be so close. Silvia, since Kent finally has the evening off, why don’t you go home with him tonight?”
“…Alright.”
Silvia had little choice but to nod.
With that, Silvia rose to her feet and, with a little extra force, slipped her hand out of Kent’s grasp. “Alright.”
Lola parted her lips, wanting to say something, but seeing Kent’s silence, she reluctantly held back.
Something about the way Silvia and Shipley interacted felt… off. Lola couldn’t put her finger on it, but the feeling unsettled her.
Once Silvia and Shipley left the living room, Lola glanced helplessly at Kent, offering an explanation, “Kent, please don’t overthink it. Shipley’s like a second brother to Silvia. She’s just walking him out—she’ll be right back.”
Kent’s lips curled into a faint smile, a strange look flickering in his eyes before it vanished.
Silly girl.
Shipley must’ve filled her head with all sorts of things, and after everything that’d happened, her family still had no clue about her and Shipley’s history.
Kent replied calmly to Lola, “I know. It’s alright.”

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