The Grace Anderson of Your Dreams

A genuine smile played on his lips, one he desperately wanted to share openly, yet he restrained himself.

As he drew closer, she was right there in front of him. He didn't look at her, his face as impassive as ever, staring straight ahead with his usual cold indifference.

Passing by, their shoulders almost brushing, the moment was fleeting.

"Ethan..."

He stopped dead, time seemingly freezing around him.

The sweet, clear voice he often heard in his dreams was now real, coming from right behind him.

"Ethan, is that you?" the girl asked again from behind.

Ethan Montgomery paused, nearly overwhelmed by the urge to embrace her tightly!

He turned around, and upon seeing her face, he smiled, and the girl in front of him smiled back.