Windsor Myres didn't close her eyes. She looked up, staring at his lowered eyelids, a bit dazed.
Honestly speaking—
Camden River was much younger than any man she had met before, just a college freshman who had just turned twenty, yet he stood out among his peers due to his calm and reserved nature.
His eyelashes are really long, slightly drooping, casting small shadows at the corners of his eyes.
Young, clean, upright, kind...
In her past life, she had never come across a boy who made her so obsessed and reluctant to let go. If such a person existed, they'd always been like water from different wells.
She was actually quite surprised that Camden could reach this point with her, how could she let go?
Windsor Myres couldn't help but laugh and closed her eyes as well.
It was very late, the street outside was almost deserted, and the two embraced each other.
