Ocelotte popped a fruit into his sister’s mouth, teasing her, "What are you thinking about? If you really want him back, go chase him down!"

Gwen finished the fruit and muttered softly, "Are you crazy?"

Back then, she and that person had broken up because her family disagreed. How could she possibly go after him now?

Ocelotte stared at his sister intently for a moment, then chuckled, "He’s in Brookesville! He’s been there for years, hasn’t moved, hasn’t gone back to his hometown to marry that perfect wife.

"I think you should be braver, Gwen, just like Molly. When she was young, she did so much wrong to me, but look at her now. When we reunited, she cried and begged to be with me. I couldn’t say no."

Gwen's heart skipped a beat as the memory of that person flooded back. Could it really be that simple? Could she really go after him now? But so much time had passed, and so much had changed.

Molly's cheeks turned a soft shade of red, but with Gwynn and Gwen around, she didn’t dare