VivianThe first thing I noticed was the light.Soft, gold, and too gentle to belong to Seoul’s usual rush.It spilled through the curtains, falling across tangled sheets, warm skin, and the faint trace of his cologne. For a few seconds, I didn’t move — just lay there, my body humming with the memory of the night before.The room was quiet, except for the steady hum of the air conditioning and the distant sounds of the city below. I turned slightly, eyes landing on the empty space beside me. The pillow still held the shape of his head, the sheets still warm where he’d been.Vincent was gone.My lips curved faintly. Typical. Always the one to slip out quietly before I even opened my eyes.I stretched, feeling the soft ache in my limbs — not pain, just the reminder of something real, something that had happened between us that no rumor or headline could twist. Last night wasn’t planned, and maybe that’s why it felt so right.The sound of the door unlocking pulled me back.“Good morning
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-10-29
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