They sat there for a moment. The only sounds in the room were their quiet breaths. Their footsteps echoing softly throughout the empty restroom. The ticking of the grandfather clock somewhere far away in the distance. They listened to its rhythm until Luna pulled back, resting her head on his shoulder again. Alaric looked down, catching sight of the bracelet she wore around her wrist. A simple silver band with tiny white flowers embroidered onto it. It reminded him of the sunflower bracelet his grandmother had given him when he was younger. He smiled faintly at the memory, running his thumb across the band. "It's funny. Before Mom died, she bought me this bracelet, too," Alaric murmured, his fingers tracing the delicate patterns on the bracelet lightly. "The sunflower represents hope…" he mumbled. Luna lifted her head, her eyebrows knitted together as she looked at him in confusion."Hope?" she questioned. Alaric shook his head slightly, smiling weakly. "Yeah." He paused, trying to f

As we stood there, disoriented and shaken, a distant sound caught our attention. The rumble of an approaching vehicle grew louder, filling us with a glimmer of hope.Within moments, headlights illuminated the darkened road, revealing the figure of a passerby. A kind stranger had stumbled upon our wreckage, offering a helping hand in our time of need.As the headlights grew brighter, casting a glow upon the wreckage, a wave of relief washed over us. The stranger approached with cautious steps; his concern evident in his eyes. It was Blake."Blake?" I murmured in disbelief, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't believe the twist of fate that had brought him to our side in this moment of desperation.He nodded, a mixture of surprise and concern crossing his face. "Luna, Alaric, what happened? Are you both alright?"Alaric, still recovering from the impact, managed a weak nod. "We were in an accident. The car crashed, and we need help."Blake immediately sprang into action, his quic

I woke up to the sound of Alaric voice, he was singing out loud and cheerfully as if he had won the lottery, I knew he believed he was winning in this silent battle he was having with me and my family but I knew he was in for a rude awakening I also perceived the nice aroma of breakfast, what ever he was cooking was definitely going to be very delicious He was cooking for me again I noticedHe really can be romantic but I smiled as I knew it was all a ruse, this was all a front to deceive and manipulate me but I was willing to allow him take advantage of me if this is his method of doing it. Alaric feels he is playing me whist it is the other way around, I want him as distracted as possible so he would not know how time flies. I could already smell from my room that he was cooking and that it was going to be delicious. There was a time I was worried about his food, worried that he might poison me or try to control meI was not really concerned about the control or him taking my