Chapter 337

So, it was true that Valeria had bought the spiced apple cider for Sebastian. Taking a sip, he commented, "It's sweet." "Of course it is," she replied. They didn't continue strolling and left instead. Valeria was behind the wheel, following the navigation to Sebastian's home. The GPS indicated that it was a 28-minute trip. Traffic in Slate City was far smoother than in Broburgh City. Ever since he got into the car, Sebastian was silent, but he asked, his voice raspy, "What if you were to return to when you were eighteen? Would you still choose to love me?" The dim light inside the car, broken only by the flicker of streetlamps, cut across his defined features. His face was noble as always, and his cheeks were slightly hollowed. At the brightest sweep of a streetlamp, the deep loneliness in his eyes was illuminated. "We're in the present days now. There's no such thing as 'what if'." Valeria laughed, brushing off his question like it was a joke. "It would be nice if I could reliv