Mag-log inThe night felt even darker as Gian carried Aurelia out of their bedroom.She felt so light in his arms.Too light.And she was cold.Far too cold.Her breathing came in shallow, uneven gasps. Her eyes were half open, struggling to stay focused."Gian..." she whispered, so softly he almost didn't hear it."Shh... I'm here, sweetheart. Just hang on, okay? We're going to the hospital," Gian said, forcing himself to sound calm even as his heart pounded wildly.He hurried toward the front door with long strides, holding her tightly to keep her from being jostled. His car keys jingled loudly in the stillness of the night.Seconds later, the engine roared to life, and he sped out of the driveway."Sir...""Open the gate! Now!" Gian shouted before the security guard could finish speaking. There wasn't time for explanations.The guard immediately nodded and rushed to unlock the towering gate, his face paling
The night air still carried the lingering fragrance of white lilies and roses from the engagement celebration earlier that day. Their house felt unusually quiet with Mrs. Lestari and Mr. Mahesa away on an overseas trip.Aurelia sat at the edge of the bed, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She looked exhausted, not only from standing for hours but also from carrying the weight of so many emotions throughout the day.Gian stepped into the room, rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt. He had just finished putting away the suit he had worn to Devina's engagement."Are you sure you're okay?" he asked gently as he walked over and sat beside her. "You've been awfully quiet."Aurelia offered him a faint smile, trying to hide the worry she could clearly see in his eyes."I'm just tired. I guess standing for so long wore me out. Devina looked so happy today.""And you looked absolutely beautiful," Gian replied without hesitation. "I almost f
Soft music drifted through the grand ballroom, where white roses and crystal chandeliers filled the space with elegance. Gold and cream accents gave the venue a warm, luxurious glow. Everyone was smiling, laughing, and raising their glasses in celebration.But beneath all those cheerful faces, Aurelia knew not every smile was sincere.She sat on the right side of the room in a simple light blue gown, her hair styled in a half-updo. From across the ballroom, she caught a few female relatives stealing glances her way, whispering among themselves. She had known exactly what they would be talking about ever since that nosy cousin had sent her a private message earlier that morning.[Hang in there, Lia. You're definitely going to be the topic of conversation at Devina's engagement party.]Aurelia had never replied.But after reading those words, something inside her had shifted. The hands that had been carefully arranging the gifts turned cold,
“Hey.”Gian’s voice was calm, but clear enough to pull Aurelia out of her thoughts.She had been sitting against the headboard, staring blankly at the bedside lamp. She let out a long sigh instead of answering. Her shoulders rose and fell slowly as if she were carefully choosing her words. Finally, she gave a small nod without looking at him.“I've been trying not to think about it, but... it's hard, Gian,” she whispered. “Their words keep replaying in my head. I've been thinking about them since this afternoon, and now I've got a headache.”“The family group chat?” Gian guessed without hesitation.Aurelia turned to him, her eyes widening in surprise.“You know?”A faint smile touched Gian's lips. His gaze was gentle, yet sharp enough to read every emotion she tried to hide.“I didn't even have to read the messages,” he said softly. “Your face g
The next day...That night, the house was quieter than usual.The bedroom lights had been dimmed, but Aurelia lay awake, staring at the ceiling. Her cousin's message was still fresh in her mind, as if the words were still glowing on her phone screen.The short text echoed over and over in her head.She turned toward the other side of the bed, where Gian sat wearing his glasses, quietly reading through a thin stack of documents. She wanted to ask him about it, but hesitation held her back. Gian had never avoided difficult conversations, yet she didn't want to ruin the peaceful night with something so heavy."Sweetheart?"Gian's voice pulled her from her thoughts. Without even looking up, he seemed to know something was bothering her."You're usually not this glued to your phone. Is something wrong?"Aurelia was silent for a moment. Her lips parted, but no words came out. Finally, she shook her head."No. It's just... the family group chat. Everyone's excited about Devina's engagement."
The black sedan rolled slowly through Jakarta's evening traffic. Horns blared from every direction, and rows of taillights stretched into the distance, casting a crimson glow across the windshield. Inside the car, silence settled between them after Aurelia's unexpected question."Hmm... aren't you jealous?"The question sounded casual, but there was something beneath it that made Gian glance at her. He caught the playful look in his wife's eyes, though the faint smile on her lips could have meant anything.Gian took a slow breath before turning his attention back to the road."I'm not jealous, Honey."Aurelia arched a brow. "Not at all?""Not at all," Gian repeated calmly. "If I felt anything after hearing the news, it wasn't jealousy. It was... awkwardness. No matter what, Devina was once part of my past. And now she's about to start a new life with someone else. That's good news. It's a relief. Not something that makes me jealous."Aurelia fell silent for a moment, studying her husb
Gian moved toward Aurelia slowly, almost soundless, closing the small distance between them. His warm breath brushed her face, and it felt like the room itself was shrinking around them.Aurelia swallowed hard. Her body went stiff, her instincts firing off warnings.“What do you want me to do?” she
“Typical gold-digger!”That was the first thing that flew out of Mrs. Lestari’s mouth this morning. Her tone was sharp, cutting, like a whip cracking across bare skin. The usually quiet house was now heavy with tension.Aurelia stayed silent. Her head bowed, her eyes fixed on the floor. She knew th
“I want to ask you something,” Gian said quietly, though his voice carried an unmistakable firmness. “Who exactly were you trying to please?”Aurelia froze. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Madam Lestari folded her arms even tighter across her chest. “Certainly not me, Gian,” she snapped.Si
Gian didn’t answer. Only a long, heavy silence filled the room, swallowing whatever courage Aurelia had left. She shut her eyes, desperately hoping for an explanation—anything. But all she heard was the faint rustle of fabric as Gian shifted on the sofa.Minutes passed before a voice finally broke







