To Renna Rose Lancaster, Aadam Callahan was her first taste of magic-the boy who made her world feel livelier, brighter, like anything was possible. Together they crafted a bond that felt unbreakable-a universe where dreams were shared under starlit...
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Monday morning crept in far too quickly, pulling me from the weekend's whirlwind and back into the reality of classes.
The early light filtered softly through my curtains, casting a peaceful glow over my room.
After getting dressed in a simple white blouse tucked into soft pastel trousers, I headed down to the dining room where the aroma of coffee and breakfast greeted me.
The house was always quiet at this hour, save for the soft clinks of silverware as my mama set the table.
Settling into my seat, I pulled out my phone, instinctively scrolling through the usual notifications.
Then I saw it.
Aadam had tagged me in a post.
Curiosity bloomed in my chest, and my fingers worked on autopilot, tapping the notification. My heart thudded when I saw the picture he'd posted.
It was the two of us, from that silly photo booth, just two days ago.
My heart flipped as I saw the two of us, huddled together in that tiny space, our faces close, both smiling.
His arm was draped casually around my shoulder, and I looked... well, I looked flustered, as always-my eyes wide, face slightly flushed, and a tiny smile barely curving my lips.
And then I saw the caption: Found this lost princess @irennarose, on the way back from battling dragons. Try to keep up, sweetheart!😉
My heart fluttered at the word "sweetheart." It was like a secret little spark igniting inside me. Oh, now he's calling me sweetheart?
I couldn't help it-I burst out laughing, the sound echoing in the quiet dining hall.
That was so typical of Aadam!
My laugh must have been louder than I thought because Mama looked up from her coffee, one eyebrow raised in a teasing way. "What's got you giggling like a schoolgirl?"
"Oh, nothing, Mama," I tried to brush it off, but my cheeks were burning.
"Nothing?" she echoed, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Sure seems like nothing."
