Seeing Caleb Lockwood standing there dumbfounded, Serena Sutton glanced at him sideways and urged, "Don't just stand there, hang yours up too."
Caleb followed her instructions, hanging the red ribbon in his hand on a nearby branch and tying a knot, much higher than Serena's position.
After he finished hanging it, he lowered his eyes and saw the young girl beside him standing under the tree, hands clasped in prayer.
She softly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes resembling wings, her delicate, fair face expressionless, her beautiful lips lightly pressed together, very serious.
Caleb withdrew his gaze, seeming to be infected by her. Slowly, he raised his hands, clasped them together, closed his eyes, and made a wish.
At this moment, it seemed as though everything around them fell silent.
An occasional gentle breeze swept through, brushing against the red ribbons on the branches, making them flutter.
