MasukShe had grown used to seeing him in his loud floral Hawaiian shirts, but never in something like this. And she couldn’t quite explain why it amused her so much.Was it because he looked oddly… endearing, wearing that apron?Damn it. Just last night, she had been seething with anger at him. That very
Phillian’s lips pressed shut once more, as though sealing in whatever words had threatened to escape. He fell silent, lost in thought.Then, without another word, he quietly walked toward the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped out. But before closing it, he turned back to her, his eyes resting on
Calley didn’t know how long she had been staring at the painting hanging above the headboard in Phillian’s room. It was a different painting now—not the one he had once made for her.Of course, Phillian had taken that down. Why wouldn’t he?But…Her gaze wandered across the room, unsettled. Why had
The loud ringtone jolted Calley awake, making her straighten in her seat. She turned her head to the side, catching sight of Phillian still focused on the wheel, driving steadily.She blinked, groggy. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. Shaking off the haze, she shifted her gaze out the
“Phillian! What are you doing?! You can’t force me to come back to Asteria!”“Who told you I’m bringing you back there?”She froze.Where was Phillian planning to take her?When the only possible place dawned on her, she gasped. But she didn’t have the chance to speak again before they reached the t
“Ugh, you look terrible.”That was the first thing Sacred said when they met, two days after she had confirmed her condition. They met at a restaurant near her apartment.“I had to fly all the way from Texas just to meet you,” he said as he sat across from her, his gaze fixed. “Make sure this is wor
"Is it worth it, Quaro?" he asked his brother, eyes following his every move as Quaro busied himself in the kitchen, preparing the seafood pie his wife had been craving.That damn seafood pie was the reason he had driven all the way from his town to Quaro’s. It was a torturous four-hour drive, and h
“Nelly, is she awake now—” The man stopped mid-sentence when he saw Calley propped up against the headboard, fully awake. He recovered quickly, offered a polite smile, then stepped into the room. He closed the door behind him and casually slipped his hands into the pockets of his khaki shorts as he
“Perfect timing, actually. I came up planning to shake you awake in case that was all you needed. I brought soup, too. I was planning to eat it in your room while keeping you company, but since you’re awake now, you should have it. You need it more than I do.”The woman walked back to the end table,
"Ma, I need to hang up.""Why? What’s going on?""I need to check on something.""Alright, Philly.""Bye for now," he said, already distracted. "Looks like I just spotted a mermaid floating in the sea."Now it was his mother’s turn to laugh."Okay, go get her, son. The more little mermaids you give







