Ashley Grant watched them, her vision blurring.
'They looked so beautiful in the sunlight.'
Ryan Linton was dressed in a casual, blazer-style school uniform. Because of her leg, Kiera Keane wore a long, pristine white dress.
The hem of her dress fluttered in the breeze. Ryan Linton was breathtakingly handsome, and Kiera Keane clung to him—a gentle woman and a gorgeous man.
Ashley Grant saw the envious and jealous looks their classmates gave Kiera Keane. Ryan Linton held her in his arms like she was a little princess.
'The boy I've liked for five years... I finally found him, only to see him like this...'
The sight stung her eyes, and a film of tears welled up.
She got out of the car and stood before them, watching as Ryan Linton carried Kiera Keane right past her, not even sparing her a single glance.
A chill entered Ashley Grant's eyes, and she pressed her lips into a stubborn line.
Miles Morton looked at her, seeming to understand what was happening.
