At night, the hot kiss reappeared. He held her tight and whispered many times in her ear, "I love you."

Behind her, another man stood quietly, his eyes sad, turned away, and the shadow was quickly blocked by thick fog.

"Edward!" She was surprised that it was sunny outside the window.

Downstairs, the smell of baked toast had spread and Edward was not in the kitchen.

She put the tested toast on a plate and stood on tiptoe to get strawberry jam from the top cabinet, but no matter how tiptoe she stood, she could not reach the top.

A hand poked over her head and easily took the strawberry...