ログインMerlin sat behind his desk, going through some documents, but his attention had been slipping for a while now. Ever since their conversation in the garden, his mind had not rested. He had replayed her hesitation over and over again, trying to understand it, trying to ignore it, trying to convince himself it meant nothing.The soft knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts.“Come in,” he said, his voice steady, though something inside him tightened.The door opened slowly, and Diana stepped in. She paused briefly at the entrance, like she was gathering herself, then walked in fully, closing the door behind her. There was something different about her presence. She looked like someone who had made a decision but had not fully come to terms with it.“About what you asked of me last time…” she began to say, her voice calm but careful, as though she was choosing every word before letting it out. “About moving in with you… let’s do it.”For a second, Merlin just stared at her.It
The evening air carried a quiet calm that felt almost deceptive, as though the world had decided to pause just long enough for something important to be said. Diana sat in the garden with a glass of wine in her hand. Merlin sat opposite her, his posture slightly forward, his attention fixed entirely on her face as if trying to read every unspoken emotion passing through her.“Move in with me,” Merlin said, his voice steady but carrying a weight that immediately shifted the atmosphere between them.Diana blinked, caught completely off guard by the suddenness of his words, and slowly lowered the glass in her hand onto the small table beside her. “What?” she asked, her voice softer now, but filled with confusion. “Are you being serious right now?”He kept his gaze at her for a moment. There was no hesitation in his expression, no trace of doubt, and that alone made her chest tighten slightly. It wasn't just what he said; it was how certain he sounded, how grounded he seemed in that
Selena had been unusually quiet since that morning, the kind that settled deep in a child when something important was missing. The house felt too big for her, the walls too far apart, every corner carrying a faint memory of someone who used to fill it with warmth. She sat on the couch.Mrs. Willis noticed it immediately. She had seen Selena playful, stubborn, even dramatic on some days, but this version of her, withdrawn and restless at the same time, was new. She walked over slowly and sat beside her, adjusting the cushion behind her back before speaking gently. “What is it, baby?” she asked, brushing a strand of hair away from Selena’s face.Selena shifted slightly, hugging the bunny tighter, then finally looked up with eyes that carried more emotion than a child her age should have to hold. “I want to see Mommy,” she said quietly, her voice soft but heavy with longing.Mrs. Willis exhaled slowly, her lips pressing together. She had expected it, but hearing it still made thing
Diana just nodded without saying a word, but the look on her face spoke more than words could. There was something deeper in her eyes, something beyond longing, something that carried both fear and quiet acceptance at the same time. It wasn’t just about wanting him close; it was about finally letting herself feel something real again after everything she had been through. Merlin studied her face for a moment, as if trying to understand what she wasn’t saying, then he gave a small nod in return and turned to glance at Emma, who was fast asleep on the couch, her small body curled around her toy.“I’ll take her to the guest room,” Diana said softly, almost like she had read his thoughts before he could speak them out loud.Merlin didn’t argue. He simply stepped aside and watched as Diana moved carefully toward the couch, lifting Emma gently into her arms. The little girl stirred slightly but didn’t wake, her head resting against Diana’s shoulder as if she felt safe there even in her
Merlin was halfway into the couch, one arm stretched behind his head, the other holding the remote loosely as he watched the television without really paying attention, while Emma sat beside him cross-legged, fully invested in the cartoon playing, clutching her Bun-Bun tightly to her chest like it might disappear if she let go. The living room felt unusually calm, the kind of calm that only comes when nothing is chasing you, no problems pressing at your chest, no voices arguing in your head, just soft light, quiet laughter from a child, and the low hum of the TV.Then his phone buzzed.He glanced at it casually at first, then paused when he saw the name on the screen.Diana.For a second, he didn’t pick it.His thumb hovered over the answer button while his mind drifted back to earlier that day, the café, Henry’s presence, the tension in the air, the way Diana looked unsettled even after Henry left, and then yesterday at the lab, their argument that had cut deeper than either of them
Henry sat alone in his office, the city stretching wide behind the glass walls, but he wasn’t looking at it. His mind was stuck somewhere else, replaying the same thing over and over again.Diana’s face.The way she rejected him without hesitation.His grip tightened around the glass of whiskey in his hand. The liquid inside swirled slightly as his fingers pressed harder than necessary, his jaw set in a way that made it clear he was holding something back.Across from him, Martins stood quietly, tablet in hand, going through his report like he always did.“The damage at the lab wasn’t extensive,” Martins said carefully. “A section was affected, but most of their operations are still intact. They’ve already resumed work.”Henry took a slow sip of his drink, his eyes still fixed ahead.“Security footage?” he asked after a moment.“Partially unavailable during the time of the incident,” Martins replied. “It worked in our favor.”Henry gave a faint nod, but there was no satisfaction in h
"Mine as well," Rosa said again, her voice clipped and commanding, her chin raised imperiously as though she were addressing hired help instead of a guest at her family's table. "Don't dally. I'm waiting."Lauren's smile stiffened almost immediately. The warmth that had sat easily on her face momen
“She used to beg to pour us wine,” Mabel whispered to her mother as she leaned closer to Rosa, her voice low but sharp enough to carry venom. Her eyes never left Diana, who sat calmly with her glass in hand, her posture relaxed, her expression unreadable. “What is wrong with her?”“Who knows,” Ros
Both Linda and Merlin hugged Diana tightly, their excitement spilling over without restraint, without concern for the watching eyes around them. "Diana, this is huge," Linda said the moment they pulled apart, her eyes shining brightly with unshed tears of joy. "Nobela worthy, ah!" She laughed loud
Henry hesitated for a moment, his thumb hovering over the screen of his phone. The device felt heavier than usual in his hand, as though weighted by something more than its physical form. Selena stood close to him now, her small hands gripping the edge of the couch cushion, her eyes fixed on his







