Meanwhile, Yolanda and Gavin were strolling along the beach. They were holding hands, with Yolanda doing most of the talking while Gavin occasionally responded. But from the look in Gavin's eyes, it was clear he was lost in his memories.
He was never an emotional person, but anything related to Yulia always brought out a different side of him. Her every smile and gesture tugged at his heart.
Even though he was once a king who ruled the world, he was willing to bow before Yulia.
After a while, Yolanda pointed to her chubby figure and asked with a deliberately expressionless face, "Now that I look like this, do you still like me?"
"I do," Gavin replied softly, his voice cool but without any hesitation.
Yolanda raised an eyebrow. "Do you like the old me or the current me?"
It was one of those impossible questions—there'd never be a satisfying answer.
Yolanda was hoping to see some embarrassment on Gavin's usually stoic face, but instead, he just looked at her with his serious gaze.
"I like you. Whether it's the Yulia from before or the Yolanda now, it's still you. Each version is unique and irreplaceable."
Caught off guard by Gavin's declaration, Yolanda was momentarily stunned. Then suddenly, she smiled—a real, heartfelt smile.
"What's your plan now?" Yolanda asked, looking at Gavin.
Upon hearing this, Gavin's faint smile faded. "I can't go back to Creybia for now."
He knew that with Yolanda's personality, there was no way she would let that imposter, Nydia, continue pretending to be her. So, he assumed she would return to Creybia soon to reclaim her identity.
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