The night breeze was blowing gently, and the fragrance of roses filled the air. Valentine Teller suddenly recalled that her first encounter with Turstin Muller was in this very season; last year's roses bloomed even more brilliantly than this year's.
Time flies; a whole year has slipped away quietly.
Meeting again, yet they felt even more like strangers than at their initial encounter.
"Can we talk a bit... Ahchoo..." Before he could finish speaking, Turstin Muller couldn't help but sneeze. Last night, he had waited in the rain until dawn, stubbornly hoping she would appear even though he knew she wouldn't.
If they couldn't be lovers, could they at least not be friends?
After all, she was still his sister-in-law.
Turstin Muller rarely got jealous of anyone, but the only person he envied was Mark Reed. How could he, of all people, once again win Valentine's heart?
