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• Between two worlds    part 3 : chapter 19 between two worlds ❤️

  The first year of marriage was everything and nothing like I had imagined. It was filled with moments of pure joy, gentle challenges, and a deeper understanding of each other. Leo and I had learned to balance our dreams, our passions, and the quiet moments of everyday life, all while nurturing the foundation we had built together. Before our engagement, the bakery had been my world. Opening it had been a dream I’d carried with me for years, and when it became a reality, it felt like I was carving out a space for myself in the world. The cozy little shop had quickly become a beloved spot in town, filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and pastries. It wasn’t just a business—it was a piece of my heart, a manifestation of all the years of hard work and dedication. Leo had supported me from the very beginning, even though his world was far from the small-town life I had always known. Despite his busy schedule, he made sure to stop by regularly, bringing fresh flowers, always with

• Between two worlds    part 3 chapter 18

  A Journey of Love Two months had passed since Leo and I decided to take a much-needed break from our bustling lives. The bakery had flourished beyond my wildest dreams, and Leo's architectural projects were reaching new heights. Amidst the whirlwind, we had postponed our trip, waiting for the perfect moment to escape together. That moment had finally arrived. Leo had been secretive about our destination, his eyes twinkling with mischief whenever I tried to pry details from him. All I knew was to pack for a romantic getaway, and that was enough to send my imagination into overdrive. We set off early in the morning, the city still wrapped in the quiet embrace of dawn. As we drove, the urban landscape gradually gave way to rolling hills and lush greenery. The air grew fresher, filled with the scent of pine and wildflowers. After a few hours, we arrived at a secluded resort nestled by a serene lake, its surface shimmering under the midday sun. The resort was a collection of ch

• Between two worlds    part 3 : chapter 17

  The next day dawned softly, the first rays of sunlight filtering through my curtains as I stirred awake. Yesterday’s whirlwind of surprises and emotions still lingered in my mind like a vivid dream, but today promised something equally special—another chance to feel loved and cherished by the people closest to me. Leo was still sound asleep beside me, his face serene and peaceful, while Biscuit was perched by the window, watching the world outside with curious eyes. I carefully slid out of bed, not wanting to wake them, and padded to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee. As I sipped my coffee, the events of the day began to take shape in my mind. Ethan, Ivy, Jasmine, and Sophie had all planned to stop by to celebrate me in their own way. It wasn’t my birthday anymore, but their thoughtfulness seemed to stretch beyond a single day. By mid-morning, my apartment was buzzing with energy as my friends started arriving one by one. Ethan was the first to knock, holding a neatly wr

• Between two worlds    part 3 chapter 16

  Taking the Next Step The morning started quietly, just as I liked it. I woke to the gentle hum of life outside my window, the sunlight casting golden patterns on the walls of my bedroom. Biscuit was sprawled across the foot of the bed, her tiny body rising and falling with each purr. For a moment, I stayed still, savoring the quietness, letting the day unfold at its own pace. It was my birthday, and while I hadn’t planned anything extravagant, I hoped it would be one of those peaceful days that left a smile lingering long after it ended. The smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted into the room, pulling me out of bed. I slipped my feet into my cozy slippers and padded to the kitchen. I hadn’t made the coffee—it was Leo’s doing. The sight of him at the counter, humming softly to himself as he prepared breakfast, made my heart swell. He looked up as I entered, his face breaking into a smile that could melt glaciers. “Happy birthday,” he said warmly, setting down the mug he’d been holdi

• Between two worlds    part 3 chapter 15

  It had been more than four months since Jasmine’s confession to Ethan, and life had a way of moving on, whether we were ready for it or not. Looking back now, I couldn’t help but smile as I thought about how far we all had come, how much had changed in such a short period of time. Jasmine and Ethan’s relationship had taken a different turn. After the awkwardness of that moment where she had laid her heart out for him, things had slowly started to shift. They didn’t have a clear conversation about it—at least not the way people expected. Instead, the dynamic between them changed gradually, almost imperceptibly. They spent time together—more time than they had before—and the boundary that had once been there began to fade. At first, it was subtle. A lingering touch as they passed each other, shared looks that lasted a second too long, and laughter that filled the air between them like an unspoken understanding. But there was no grand declaration, no confirmation of what they were. It

• Between two worlds    part 3 chapter 14

  The morning light streamed gently through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the bedroom. I stirred awake to the soft sounds of birds chirping outside and the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee. For a moment, I let myself revel in the tranquility, the kind that comes when life feels beautifully aligned. As I sat up, I noticed Leo standing by the window, dressed casually in a white shirt and dark jeans. His hair was slightly messy, and he held a mug of coffee in one hand, looking out at the world with a thoughtful expression. “Good morning,” I said, my voice still laced with sleep. He turned, his face lighting up with a smile. “Good morning, sleepyhead. I didn’t want to wake you, but I made us some coffee.” I slid out of bed and walked over to him, accepting the mug he handed me. The warmth of the cup seeped into my hands as I took a sip, savoring the rich, smooth taste. “Did you sleep well?” he asked, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. I nodded. “Better than