THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET, CHASING AFTER ME
Zelda stared at me, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and concern.
"Why did you jump directly from the second floor!"
I reached her, putting my arm around her waist. "Didn't you ask me to come here?"
She had, but not by such a dramatic route. Zelda glanced at my long legs, then shrugged, giving up on her protest.
"Come here," she said, pulling me into the pavilion and handing me a pair of scissors.
She stood beside a red pillar, marked with her height measurements from childhood to adulthood.
"James, can you help me fill in this last line of height now?" she asked, her smile bright and expectant.
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