A Passing Shower of Love

"Are you sure you want to change your name, Ms. Anderson? You'll have to change your degree certificate, documentation, and passport once you do."

Noelle Anderson nods. "I'm sure."

The employee tries to talk her out of it. "It's quite troublesome for adults to change their names, and your current name sounds nice. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?"

"No, I'm done thinking." She signs the form. "Sorry for the trouble and thanks."

"Alright, then. The name you're changing to is… Aria Byrd, right?"

"Yeah."

Aria Byrd—it means a flight to freedom.

"Are you sure you want to change your name, Ms. Anderson? Once you proceed with this, you'll have to replace your certificates, identification, and passport," a staff member said.

Noelle Anderson nodded. "I'm sure."

The staff tried to talk her out of it. "It's pretty troublesome for an adult to change their name, and your current name sounds nice. Are you sure you don't want to give this a second thought?"

"I'm sure." She signed the papers. "Thanks, and sorry for the trouble."

"It's no trouble. The name you're changing to is… Aria Byrd, right?"

"Yes." It was supposed to represent a flight to freedom, which was what she wanted for herself. She wanted to leave this place without leaving any traces.

Noelle asked, "Can I get my passport changed now?"

"Yes, you can. This is a slip to show that your name has been changed. You just need to head to the counter downstairs to get your passport replaced."

Noelle had her passport changed as quickly as possible. She didn't change anything else, though—her degree certificate, identification, and others.

She was going to leave in a week with her new passport, so she would leave her old identity behind. She didn't need it anymore.

As she left the building with her new passport, she saw Halston City's landmark building. A huge screen on the building's façade was playing a video of an exclusive interview with Prestige Corporation's CEO, Shawn Pitt.

The interviewer noticed one of Shawn's subconscious gestures. She smiled and said, "I notice that you keep rubbing your ring, Mr. Pitt. It looks like… a plain silver band. Is there any special story behind it?"

Shawn smiled gently and held up his hand, showing her the ring. "It's my wedding ring."

"Wait, really? Excuse my rudeness, but I thought someone of your net worth would wear a diamond wedding band. I imagine the diamond would be quite large, too."

"I made my and my wife's wedding rings myself," Shawn said. "I molded and polished them, even carving our initials on them."

"Wow, there really are letters engraved here. I see S.P. and…"

"N.A. My wife's name is Noelle Anderson."

"Now I'm really jealous. Your wife must've saved the universe in a past life to have a husband like you, Mr. Pitt."

"I'm the one who saved the universe to have her as my wife," Shawn said gently.

The passersby who had stopped