"Don't underestimate yourself. You are different from anyone else to him," Avery said and came up with a perfect way to describe their relationship. "You are not brothers by blood, but are closer than real brothers."

Avery's gentle eyes and voice had filled Ben with guilt. "You are right. We are close, so I can tell you for sure that he's only ever loved you. You are the only one he wants to grow old with."

Avery was a bit confused as to why he was talking about such a thing. His words had somehow reminded her of Ruby. It was the first of May today and Ruby's baby was either about to be born or had already been born.

Noticing the gloomy looks in her eyes, he asked guiltily, "what are you thinking about?"

"I wonder if Ruby has given birth," she whispered, but Ben heard her loud and clear.

As though someone had cast a spell on him, he instinctively answered, "she did. She had a daughter."

Avery didn't expect to get an answer from Ben. Instantly, her dazed mind sobered as she stared