Yanni felt a bit embarrassed and annoyed. "Keaton."

On the other end of the phone, there was a light and amused laugh from Keaton. However, he let her off easily.

Yanni walked over to the sofa and sat down. She leaned against the backrest while gazing at the desk bathed in sunlight. That bouquet of calla lilies stood resilient. It felt as if one could feel new life forming within their own body just by looking at them.

Calla lilies… Was this Keaton's version of romance?

…

In the evening, Ya