But the weird thing is, in my last life, I had zero interaction with Grace or her boyfriend—I didn’t even know his name.
Yet somehow, in this life, we all got tangled together, and surprisingly, we’re even kind of close now…
Daniel’ ears turned bright red as he suddenly said, "Oh yeah, Grace, this is the designer I mentioned—Miss Carter. She’s the one I accidentally bumped into yesterday. She was super nice about it, didn’t even get mad."
Grace looked closely at me after hearing that, then her eyes lit up. "Wait, weren’t you the one who burned your hand that night? You just left without saying a word… Didn’t even apply any medicine. How’s your hand now?"
She leaned in, gently holding my hand to check it out—her gaze serious, voice soft and caring.
"It’s fine now, no scars
