After finishing his workout, Nate stepped out onto the balcony. This was usually the time she would be out there feeding the pigeons. She didn't know, but he used to watch her secretly while she fed pigeons. There was something almost mesmerizing about the way she crouched down, scattering feed with gentle hands. The birds fluttered around her, bringing an innocent, heart-warming smile to her face. And to his too. The pigeons were gathered, waiting, but she wasn’t there. He lingered for a moment, expecting her to appear, but when she didn’t, a flicker of worry stirred in his chest. Finally, he decided to go check on her. He gripped the knob, surprised to find the door unlocked. Pushing it open, he saw her fast asleep. She lay curled beneath the covers, stray strands of hair frame her face, soft as silk, brushing against her cheeks. She was lost in her dreams, away from the world, away from him. Even in slumber, she seemed impossibly beautiful. A warmth bloomed in his chest as he s
Sera strolled into the room. Dyson was awake. His gaze drifted to her, and recognition lit them. Sera smiled, wiping away her tears as he opened his mouth to speak, "Se..se....ra," he whispered. Sera nodded and lengthened her strides towards him. "You're alright," she murmured, emotions overflowing in her voice. Dyson nodded. "Can we take him home?" Nate asked the doctor."Yes. He is fine now," the doctor answered. Nate left to pay the bill. Sera was helping Dyson get into the chair. "He is very lucky to have you as a sister," Ara commented, admiring their relationship. Even though they were half-siblings, Sera treated him as her own child. "She loves him very much," Freya told Ara. "I am lucky to have him as my brother," Sera replied, stroking Dyson's hair. "He stood by me when I was all alone." Ara smiled. "Sibling relationship is very precious," Ara said. She never had any siblings, but she had seen the love between her kids. They bickered over the smallest things, fought
Nate watched them from a distance. Ara and Killian mingled with guests. Killian's expression remained brooding while Ara returned guests' smiles with her warmer ones. It had always been like this; his father exuded an intimidating aura that kept people wary, while his mother softened the edges with her smile, easing them. They were poles opposite but perfect together.Hesitation weighed on his feet, making it difficult to move. His eyes wandered to her, and found her already watching him. For a moment, they simply looked at one another until she offered him a small, reassuring nod. Swallowing back his hesitation, he started toward them. "Mom," he called. Ara looked at him, surprised. Nate stood there, struggling to find what to say next."How did you guys come?" he asked finally. "Your dad's jet," Ara replied. "What happened? You okay?" Ara asked, genuinely concerned. The sudden shift in his behavior was perplexing. "Yeah. I am fine," Nate answered, dismissing her concern. "How
Sera descended the stairs carefully. Climbing down stairs in a gown was not a cakewalk. One wrong move and you'll be rolling down the stairs like a barrel. Santiago and Freya entered the hall just as she reached the last step. Her brown locks cascaded down her shoulders in lush waves. Sera smiled, "You're looking stunning." "Thank you, sweetie," Freya said before looking up at her husband and saying, "See. This is how you compliment a woman." Santiago only stared down at her with no expression. "And you don't just look, you feel beautiful," Freya complimented Sera. Sera blushed before murmuring a quiet thank you."Where is Nate?" Freya then looked around for him. "I am here," Nate said as he clattered down the stairs. His gaze swept past the couple, only to rest on her. What began as indifference flickered into interest, then softened into unmistakable admiration. His eyes dipped briefly to her neckline, a quiet approval sparking when he found it in the place. He looked back up,
Santiago had opened a new mall in Milan, and they were there to attend the opening.“This one?” Freya held up the gown, waiting for Sera’s reaction. Sera hesitated, and that was all the answer Freya needed. She returned it to the stack. They were currently browsing stores for the outfit Freya would wear at tomorrow’s launch."You look good in everything you wear," Sera told her as they entered another store. Freya chuckled as if remembering something and said, "It's his dialogue. Santiago says this every time I drag him from store to store." Sera smiled. She pictured her dragging him through the stores. It looked cute. They stepped into another store. Sera inhaled the cool, dewy fragrance of wealth, the gentle music wrapping the space in elegance. A saleswoman approached them with her practiced, friendly smile and enquired after the purpose of their visit. Then, with graceful ease, she guided them to the back, where the finest gowns were displayed. The women left to let them shop
Sera had just entered the bathroom when the door opened again, revealing a man. She froze for a second before steadying herself and saying, “This is the ladies’ washroom.”"I know," the man said and stepped in. Sera frowned as he closed the door behind him. Alarm rang off in her head as she backed away a step."You shouldn't be inside," she told him, voice held a tinge of warning. "You're very pretty. Would you go on a date with me? I think I like you," the man proposed, moving closer, completely ignoring her discomfort. The awkward tilt of his posture hinted that something wasn’t quite right in his head. She had met him only a few minutes ago and even then she couldn't help but question his mental health. "Get out," she told him. "You're the first person who ever talked nice to me. I own a gre..." His words broke off as blood sputtered from his mouth, his head snapping violently to the side. Sera seize up, frozen in shock. Her wide yes drifted to Nate, who had once again worn that