When I pushed open the door to our villa and entered, I immediately noticed that the living room was a mess.George, clad in the black suit with gold trim that Mom had left me for my wedding day, was sitting on my marital bed, excitedly tearing open the gifts the guests had given us that day. Besides that, he was also wearing the jade bangle my maternal grandmother had left my mother, who had passed it on to me.Winona was partially crouched by the bed, a band-aid in her hands."I told you to change into a looser pair of shoes earlier for the toasting segment, yet you stubbornly refused. Now look at you! The back of your heel is chafed raw, isn't it?"Her tone was indulgent as she carefully stuck the band-aid on the back of George's heel, where the skin was only very faintly red.At the sound of the door opening, Winona turned to look over her shoulder, only to see me standing barefoot in the doorway.Her gaze immediately dropped to my feet, which were covered in mud and blood. H
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