"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚?" His querying felt like a blade to her, her life straddling its sharpness.
"𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩." Her br...
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𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐺𝑂𝐷𝑀𝐴𝑁𝐻𝐼𝑆𝐸𝑆𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑀 | 17
MISTAKE TO HAVE HIM | N O - O N E
The doorway unclosed by the knob, causing the feet to stroll towards. She entered the pristine apartment, her eyes strived jiggling every corner of it of the living space.
The car ride was quiet approvable, filled with mild discussions about usuals but at this interval, it was truly sensible and felt like they knew each other even more. Although the babble had the least teasings, but it sensed connection. Perhaps, the result of two day of detachment made it all crystal clear. To her soul's interior, it was the time of the life. They talked about their plans for the next upcoming days.
The headroom was themed in the colourants of indigo and off whites, giving it a very serene ambience-the off shade couch twinning with dark blue dye paintings and articles, warm as floral clematis. The residence blessed by homely springs.
"Is this..is this really your apartment?" The exclaimed query of hers made his dimple abruptly appeared along with his physique as he just entered. He nodded grabbing the luggage with him.
The lights sourced from luminous points of the ceilings and the gentle scent of lavender took over the gaiety air, welcoming the freshness, cosy and comfortable aura.
"Delightful and elegant." The flattering evaded from her petals as the feet advanced the insides of the bright penthouse. "Is this apartment only yours?" The soon-to-be-evening town blazing beams inflated every drawing yard being shown up from the enormous glass sliding-wall, the eyeballs noticed every spark of hers as she enquired, emphasising the word only.
"Yep. What made you ask though?" Her body stood before the wall glassware as found his presence, measuredly approaching me. And with time, he rose behind on, reflecting.
"Nothing, I meant, you live here all alone, your family?" She said.
"No. They are not aware of this house." The hoarse voice again locked her mind with its words, her head titled to peek at him. A dense frown decorated the brows. "Why so, Nam?"
"Cause, we almost own a house in each country." He replied in jiffy, grinning an amused nod from Enne, delivered through the expression. The frowned ones soon uplifted themselves in a wondering gesture. "Ohh."
"But I think, material things please for a certain number of times, En. Just like it did to me. Money sucks when it only becomes the reason your family detachment." He mouthed the last sentence to himself, still it was audible to her ears. Maybe, he meant to convey but something stopped him and he couldn't.
