Semua Bab Traded For His First Love : Bab 191

Reese POVThe garden of the Williams’ Chicago mansion was a slice of paradise, bathed in the golden glow of a perfect spring afternoon. Lilac bushes perfumed the air, their scent mingling with the tang of fresh lemonade, while sunlight dappled the manicured lawn. I sat on a cushioned outdoor sofa, a delicate teacup cradled in my hands, the chamomile’s warmth soothing as I shared laughter and gossip with Vivian Williams. Across the garden, Avie and Lau scampered through a maze of rose trellises, their giggles a joyful soundtrack, their dresses—Avie’s sunflower yellow, Lau’s bubblegum pink—flashing like petals in the breeze. Nearby, Elliot and Ernest were locked in a lively croquet match, their competitive jabs punctuated by the clink of mallets and sips of ruby-red wine from crystal goblets. Somewhere inside, Sammy was holed up with his handheld video game, no doubt slaying pixelated monsters. The scene felt like a painting, a rare moment of serenity after the emotional rollercoaste