Benjamin Moreland continually held Grace Adams's hand, nodding, "I know."
Grace Adams's expression was dazed; she didn't know if things developing this way was correct.
She had clearly made up her mind to end things, but Benjamin Moreland would show her a bit of kindness, and she couldn't help but want to compromise.
She was very conflicted, afraid of falling back into that despair and disappointment again, yet she looked forward to Benjamin Moreland's words with great anticipation.
In such contradictions, a week passed by in a flash.
After New Year's Day, the weather became even colder.
Benjamin Moreland freed up two days to take Grace Adams back to her family home. He drove the subtle Buick, parked the car downstairs at The Adams's building, his hands full of gifts for the elderly couple.
