In the evening, Gwen was preparing to leave work.

In the parking lot, she spotted Zion’s car, but it was empty. Just then, a school leader passed by and said to her, “Zion came to school. There’s a donation ceremony happening in the auditorium. You should go check it out.

"Then, you two can head home together afterward. On a cold day like this, a nice dinner would be perfect. What a cozy idea!”

Gwen playfully replied, “You really know how to enjoy life.”

The leader, holding a bag of groceries, laughed, “See? Your teacher’s wife has been nagging me since morning to go home and cook while babysitting the grandkids.”

Gwen smiled softly, watching him leave.

In the sky, clouds glowed orange and yellow, their edges tinged with gold.

She carried a thermos as she walked toward the auditorium. Along the way, a few students noticed her and started chirping excitedly, cheekily calling her “Ms. Gwen.”

Gwen corrected them, “It’s Ms. Gwen.”

The students laughed and teased, “Ms. Gwen! Mr. Z