At some unknown point in time, Justin Battleson stood beside her with his long legs, holding a soft pink cotton candy in his hand.
The color severely clashed with the icy demeanor of the man in front of her.
Charlotte Thompson blinked, then stiffled a laugh and asked, "Mr. Battleson, did you disappear all this time just to get this trinket?"
Without hesitation, Justin nodded and handed the cotton candy over to Charlotte. He chuckled softly and said, "It's for you."
It was the exact same stall that Charlotte had paused at just moments before, selling cotton candy.
The man stood beside her against the light, his brows and eyes unconsciously softened. His usually cold demeanor was nowhere to be seen, drawing people in and making them want to lean on him.
Charlotte was a bit dazed. She lowered her head and blankly stared at the cotton candy she took. Her heart softened a bit.