You sat across from him with a drink in hand, the sunlight gently hit your face. His eyes softened like he was seeing you in a different light aside from the sun’s. “Don’t marry him.” Satoru unexpectedly uttered. Although his timing couldn’t have been any worse, you were engaged. Besides, you had spent years convincing yourself that marrying someone for their wealth was the right choice.

Even if you had spent most of your youth yearning for Satoru whilst he had eyes for your eldest sister.