Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The square was packed with people tonight. In its center stood a large, symbolic clock. Every year, friends, couples, and families gathered here to listen to its chimes and wait for the arrival of midnight.

Among the crowd, Ivy held onto Mio Walsh's arm. She used to scoff at the idea of coming to hear the clock's chime. How childish, she'd thought. What's so special about a clock chime? If it didn't ring, would midnight not come? Would the new year not arrive?

But tonight, standing beside Mio Walsh, when he asked how she wanted to spend the evening, she blurted out, "Let's go listen to the clock chime."

"Listen to the clock?" Mio Walsh looked at her with mild skepticism, his expression asking what could possibly be interesting about that.

"Yes. You'll understand when we get there," Ivy replied with a mysterious smile.

By eleven o'clock, the square was already bursting with people. Mio Walsh hadn't expected such a large crowd. "What's so special about this clock chime?" he asked.

"People say that hearing it brings happiness," Ivy explained, though she felt embarrassed. Back then, she would have dismissed such an idea as childish, and she assumed Mio Walsh might think the same.

But he didn't laugh at her. Instead, he tilted his head and smiled warmly. "Then let's listen to it for a little longer."

Ivy's face flushed as she met his gaze. His handsome features and charming smile made her heart race.

"Wait here for me," Mio Walsh said suddenly.

"Huh?" Though unsure of what he was up to, Ivy obediently stayed where she was.

A few minutes later, he returned, holding a Mickey Mouse balloon.

if we get separated, I'll be able to find you right away," he

glow in her chest. "I'm not a little girl. It's embarrassing for

In my eyes, you are a little girl," Mio Walsh said, patting her gently on the

She'd had plenty of boyfriends in the past, but none of them had truly cared for her. They

being cast out of the Montgomery family, she'd

to yearn for the same. She wanted a boyfriend who

was utterly captivated by

taking her hand. "Let's move closer to

to hear from here. There's no need to push

happiness, then standing closer must mean being

her through the crowd. This feeling, she would remember for years to come. She would never forget the man who held her hand

she remembered was his warm smile and

made it to the front, standing among thousands of people eagerly awaiting midnight under the clock. Midnight came every day, yet no one paid attention to it-except tonight. Tonight, the thousands gathered in the square were

chime, Ivy and Mio Walsh stood hand in hand. The sound rang out-one, two, three... all the way to

this person by my side. If he can stay with me, I'm willing to live an ordinary life, to be a

mountain. But once touched by love, she softens, becoming a gentle, flowing

and powerless, they sought divine intervention for things they couldn't achieve themselves. Strong people didn't need gods or fate. Mio Walsh believed only in himself. Destiny was

you done?" Mio Walsh asked, masking his disdain and returning to the considerate lover Ivy knew. She, with her eyes still closed, missed the fleeting coldness in

replied, feeling a sense of fulfillment, as if

alone at night," Mio Walsh said. He hadn't come all this way

apartment anyway," Ivy said, secretly

the entrance of her apartment complex. "You live here?" "Yes. You can head back now. It's late," Ivy

your door. I won't feel