May looked at Harold with a tender gaze, as if seeing someone else through him.
"May?"
Sophie's voice from the side snapped May out of her reverie, and she turned to look at Sophie and Colby, saying, "I was just lost in thought. Please, have a seat. I'll go prepare some refreshments for you."
With that, May turned and walked to the kitchen, taking something out of the fridge.
Sophie glanced at Harold, the half-spoken words of May echoing in her mind.
Clouds…
Clouds what?
It wasn't the first time May had looked at Colby but called out someone else's name.
"I'm so glad you could come today," May said, placing some snacks in front of Sophie and Colby.
Additionally, she put a gingerbread cookie in front of Harold.
Seeing the treat typically favored by children, Sophie was momentarily taken aback.
"My dear, you've always disliked sweets since you were young."
Holding Colby's hand, May continued, "That's why I've prepared these snacks specially for you, sugar-free."
Colby frowned slightly at the sight of a classically shaped peach pastry on his plate.
Upon seeing the peach pastry, Harold immediately said, "Auntie, you're mistaken! I'm the one who loves peach pastries."
"What are you talking about, child? Don't I know what you like? You've always been fond of my green dumplings, haven't you?"
As she spoke, May turned to Sophie, saying, "Sophie, I know you love gingerbread cookies, so I always keep some at home. Please, try one."
Sophie looked down at the gingerbread cookie on her plate. She indeed loved them as a child, but that was a long time ago.
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