She took Fritz to Switzerland to see the snow.
He casually mentioned liking the Alpine snow views, she immediately purchased a hillside vacation home, and the ownership papers carried only his name.
After that, they traveled to Venice.
Fritz shared a photo online of Rosalie’s specially ordered watch, an eighteenth-century sapphire face glowing brightly on his wrist.
[There is always someone who quietly grants every wish you have. So this is how it feels to be treasured.]
Rosalie’s preference had always been obvious and direct, just like when she chased after me.
Never understanding restraint.
I stared at that image for a very, very long time until a sharp ache spread through my eyes.
Dropping my eyes, I rotated the band on my ring finger, the small diamond ring she purchased using her very first month’s internship pay.
“Uncle Teddy.”
When the butler poured tea, I asked quietly, “The Snyder family’s long-term investment fund has always depended on Grandfather’s backing?”
The butler quickly unlocked the safe and removed the papers.
“Young Sir.”
“The elder prepared all of this for you before he died.”