It was like that old letter in the frame.
I reached out and touched his face.
“Liam.”
“Yeah?”
I looked at his confused face, and said, “Can
you please not hate me?”
Liam paused and looked down.
My heart ached again.
“Six years ago, that New Year’s Eve night,” I
said quietly. “Were you cold?”
What was going through your mind when you
were out in the square waiting for me?
Liam was silent.
Until I was nearly asleep, I heard him whisper,
“Yeah, it was really cold…”
“So, Ginny, please don’t leave me in that.
winter.”
I didn’t reply. I was asleep on the couch.
But in my dream, Liam didn’t leave, and was
singing and petting me to sleep.
The singing was so beautiful, I couldn’t help but
smile.
I remember someone close to my ear saying
softly, “Buddy.”
Oh.
He was probably talking to my cat.
12
I woke up confused.
I couldn’t remember how I got back into my
room.
There were some text messages on my phone
from my brother, Chloe, and… Liam?
My brother was saying he was coming home
next month.
Chloe was saying she couldn’t believe I didn’t
text her for New Year’s.
As for Liam…
Huh?
I was having a hard time reading his message.
Liam: I made you some hangover soup.
I decided to text him.
Me: Did I say anything weird last night?
Liam texted back immediately.
Liam: ?
Liam: Just drink it, it’s not poisoned.
Okay.
I got up and drank the soup.
Then, I replied to my messages, ignoring the
one from my editor. Then, I checked Twitter.
And there it was. Ten hours ago, Liam tweeted:
“Help, how do you make good hangover soup?”
There were a ton of replies and comments from
his fans.
Liam replied to the top comment. “No,
someone at home got too drunk.”
Someone at home?
I looked at my soup. It didn’t seem like a
regular soup at all.
I thought he would poison me. What was wrong
with me?
13
Since I said I’d be Liam’s assistant, I went to
the movie studio every day.
The staff already knew I was an old friend.
Sometimes, we would chat.
“Liam is so handsome. Did a lot of people like
him in high school?”
I thought about it.
“Not really, I think. I remember one Valentine’s
Day, all the guys in our class got chocolate, but
he didn’t. He asked me for some.”
“I just went to the store and bought him one.
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He was so happy.”
Wait a minute…
I realized that something didn’t make sense.
The guy who got love letters left and right
wasn’t able to get a chocolate on Valentine’s
Day?
!!!
I suddenly understood what was happening.
That’s when Liam came back from filming. He
saw I was chatting. He frowned.
“Are you going to be my assistant or what? My
water is cold.”
But I just stared at him.
“That cheap chocolate from the store was
good?”
Liam: “…”
“Did you hide all of the other chocolates that
people gave you?”
“I think it’s okay for me to get my own water.
It’s not something I should bother my assistant
with.”
Then, Liam walked to the water cooler.
I watched him, feeling a little amused.
So he liked me that much?
