Seven Years of Marriage with Jake

Book 2- Chapter 22

I searched hard through my memories, and finally, the small figure from deep in my memory overlapped with the tall man before me.

I was delighted: "It's you, Zack Pearson!"

Zack was my elementary school classmate, or more accurately, my first-grade classmate. In second grade, his parents took him to another city for school. Because we had the same surname, the teacher arranged us to be desk mates.

We studied together at school, and after school and on weekends, we also did homework and played together.

We were from the same town. Sometimes I would go to his house to do homework, and his grandparents really liked me.

Sometimes he would come to my house to play, and my mom would invite him to stay for dinner.

After the final exams, I was feeling down because I didn't do well.

He brought a white rose from his home to cheer me up. It was brought back by his mom; at that time, our town didn't have a flower shop.

I was so happy when I got the flower, it smelled so good! It was also from that time that I dreamed of opening my own flower shop when I grew up.

But I didn't know how to take care of it, and the flower wilted the next day.

I crouched by the roadside, crying my eyes out, clutching the flower. Zack looked at me seriously and promised: "Ava, don't cry. When I grow up, I'll buy you a big bunch of flowers, ninety-nine of them!" Later, his family's driver came to pick him up in a car, and I sat on my mom's electric scooter waving goodbye to him.

After that, we never saw each other again.