Alexa picked a bunch of white roses, and Damarion was attracted by the stall on the other side selling small animals and chose a few goldfish.
Damarion had never come into contact with such interesting creatures. Even when eating, he was unwilling to let go of the fish box.
Terrence could not do anything but lovingly fed him.
After lunch, Terrence went back to the company, and Alexa took Damarion to the coastal road.
It was winter now, and the sea in New York had also turned cold.
Alexa held Damarion's hand and slowly walked along the road. The sea was very quiet, and Alexa was lost in thought.
The people who had been around her were almost gone.
This city had given her a lot of valuable memories, but at the same time, it had also seen a lot of her separation from the ones she loved.
Perhaps there had been some people that she would never meet again.