The air was adrift with a faint mist, and Sky Moore leaned back in his office chair, slowly exhaling a breath.
Perhaps Lily Smith would never know, throughout all these years, just how he cherished her smile, struggling and endeavoring in a foreign land.
Every time he wanted to give up, it was the thought of her that kept him going.
His eyes dimmed slightly, and he let out a soft sigh.
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When Lily returned to the classroom, her face looked terrible.
Hadley Morrison had been waiting for her for a long time. Seeing her return, he poked her arm and asked, "Did you have a fight with him?"
Lily snorted coldly, "He's not even qualified to have a fight with me."
"Weren't you saying that he wouldn't come back from abroad? How did he end up teaching at our school?"
At their school, it wasn't easy for regular teachers to be admitted. How did Sky Moore, young and scarcely experienced, manage to get in so easily?
