"what she likes best..." Quinton frowned and tried to recall it.

"The thing she used to love the most was...

nice food." "What?" Renee's eyes grew wide in surprise.

Joanne was such a sensitive, timid, and world-weary person now...

but maybe she used to be passionate and lively back then.

"When she was young, she loved eating and was chubby.

Her favorite food was s'mores pops," Quinton recalled slowly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

My foster mother doted on her back then, and she would sometimes bring Joanne to the market to buy Joanne her favorite s'mores pops.

Joanne would always enjoy them, and she'd stuff her mouth full of them.

though it was her favourite food, she would always keep some

Quinton recalled how Joanne would drag him to a corner every time she came home from the market, then dig in her clothes, telling him she would give him the most wonderful thing in

would have melted and stained her clothes by

adorable, and he'd

sweet!" Renee's heart warmed as she pictured

grateful she was there for you

with her." Renee found it a pity that they had ended up in

"That was the past.

Quinton stopped smiling and waved dismissively, forcing himself not to dwell on the

hand, was cruel and

An idea dawned on Renee, and she suggested to Quinton excitedly, "Why don't you make s'mores pops for Joanne? Maybe she'll understand your true feelings when she sees those s'mores pops, and she'll slowly start to forgive you." 1 "No

thing." "You think you can't

not against the idea, are you?"

wondered if men always said

he was reluctant, but he actually wanted

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