로그인AURELIA’S POV The smell of garlic butter and spices drifted from the kitchen — warm, comforting, and achingly familiar. I stood there for a moment, just watching him move around the counter with that same quiet grace, humming some old tune he probably didn’t even realize he still remembered. It
AURELIA'S POV His brows furrowed, confusion flickering across his face before softening into something gentler — worry, love, and that unspoken ache only a father could carry. “Aurie…” he whispered, brushing away a tear that slid down my cheek. “Hey, hey… what’s this about? You’re scaring me, sw
Theodore.. ~"What is my princess doing? " I couldn't help the smile... His one text made my day better... ~"On the way home.. " I replied and watched the three dots dancing before another reply came.. "Reach home safely and call me. I am already missing you and can't wait to see you.. "
“You sound tired.” “I’m just… busy. Finals.” He was quiet for a moment. Then, carefully, “Busy, or distracted?” That word hit harder than I wanted it to. “I saw Owen at the café last night,” he said finally. “With you. You looked… different. Not yourself.” “Dad, please,” I cut in quickly,
By the time I finished revising and reached the library courtyard, the sky had already begun to tint with evening hues — streaks of pale lilac and fading gold stretching above the rooftops. The campus had quieted, the chaos of the day mellowing into that familiar hum of books, coffee, and murmured c
Finally, I smiled. “Were we?” He frowned. “You don’t believe that?” “Oh, I do,” I said smoothly. “We were only kids when it was perfect... Then it was not.. Even if I look back five years, I can't see the care, Owen.. You see Owen, when we try to summarize something, 5 years from past is enough to







