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I packed my belongings into the suitcase, gathering each item and placing it inside, it felt like encapsulating all the memories from this picnic within myself. I reached for a shirt resting on the mattress-the very one Kaylo wore today. Holding it, I brought it close to me, contemplating where he had gone after exchanging my shirt fo his school one. My eyes lingered on it like it held some special meaning. Slowly, I brought it closer to my nose, taking a deep breath and soaking in the scent lingering on the fabric.
His scent lingers in the air, and suddenly everything feels a little less chaotic.
Digging into my jeans pockets, I fished out the ring I'd bought at the market. I gave it a good once-over before tucking it back where it belonged. Finally, I flopped back onto the mattress, taking a moment to unwind and let myself relax, letting the day's events wash over me as I drifted off for a bit.
Meanwhile, Kaylo positioned himself outside Dior's tent, peering through the small opening as Sarah busied herself gathering her belongings and stowing them in her suitcase. She hummed cheerfully, completely absorbed in her task until a husky voice called out her name.
"Sarah."
Startled, she turned to see Kaylo standing outside.
"Kaylo," she greeted, inviting him in with a nod. "Come inside"
Kaylo entered the tent as Sarah continued organizing her belongings, a soft smile playing on her lips. "What brings you here?" she inquired, pausing in her task to give him her full attention.
Seating himself beside her, Kaylo delicately reached out, presenting a band in his hand.
"What's this?" She questioned, her gaze flickering between his outstretched hand and his eyes, curiosity evident in her expression.
"I got it for you," he replied in a hushed tone.
Her brow furrowed slightly. "But I thought you only had a drink in the market," she pointed out, studying his eyes intently. A moment later, suspicion crept into her voice. "So, were you lying?" Her question hung in the air, delivered with a subtle intensity and wide-eyed curiosity.
"I wanted to give you a little gift," Kaylo murmured, turning his palm to reveal the band.
| ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. SISTER ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.|
Those were the delicately engraved words on the band, surrounded by tiny flowers.
Sarah's lips pressed together, and a rosy hue bloomed on her cheeks. "For me?" Her eyes sparkled with hope.
"Yes," Kaylo affirmed.
A radiant smile lit up her face, revealing pearly teeth, and she eagerly extended her hand. "Tie it," she grinned.
