Elias Hale seemed not to hear her words, his long fingers pressed on one side of the table, and a cake rose in front of Selina Sloan. It was three-tiered, and it was the one Selina was most familiar with.
In the past, whenever she celebrated her birthday, Elias Hale would personally make her a cake, decorating it with these petals because she thought it was very romantic.
"Do you like it?" Elias Hale's voice was hoarse as he spoke, standing up to sit beside her, personally lighting the red candles, "Make a wish first!"
Selina Sloan stared at the cake, clasped her hands together.
Elias Hale didn't know what wish she made, but she was very serious, and the mask on her face prevented him from seeing her expression.
In the past, she would naively tell him her wishes after making them.
Because he was the only one who could fulfill her wishes.
