VOWS OF DESIRES (DS1)
It made me pause—but not enough to question her outright.
Soon after, she left.
The house fell into a quiet stillness once more, and with nothing pressing to occupy my time, I found myself drifting into the kitchen. Almost instinctively, I began preparing ingredients, letting my hands move on their own.
I decided to bake.
Carrot cupcakes—light green in color, soft and delicate. A simple idea, yet it felt meaningful.
As I worked, I couldn’t help but smile. The thought of Bryle crossed my mind more than once. I imagined his reaction—the way his expression might soften, the quiet appreciation in his eyes if he knew I had made these for him.