Benjamin's Heirloom Ring

Jade Young Pill

Valerie gazed at the dimly lit road ahead, her vehicle maintaining a steady pace. "Ben, would you like to stop by the restaurant for dinner?"

Benjamin cast a sidelong glance at Valerie, their eyes connecting before he offered a smile. "No, Val. I reckon we should head straight home. I've got to whip up some medicine for your grandfather pronto," he said with a serious tone.

Valerie nodded in understanding, sensing the urgency in Benjamin's words. "Alright, let's head home then. I can whip up dinner there; we've got some raw ingredients we can use," she suggested.

Valerie rarely cooked her own meals. She usually frequented restaurants or opted for delivery services.

However, over the past two days during Benjamin's stay at her house, she found herself cooking for breakfast, lunch, and even dinner—three times a day.

Valerie never minded this. Instead, she got a special feeling that was hard to explain. It was like a feeling of affection, but a little different. When she saw Benjamin enj