Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 451

Leda was blissfully unaware of the outside world as she casually snapped a photo of her home bar with her new phone, focusing on an inverted wine glass dangling elegantly, the background all blurred. Captioning the photo, "Boring summer day, lazy afternoon," she hit post.

Tossing her phone onto the couch, she got up, barefoot, her steps graceful as she made her way into the bedroom.

Time for a nap, she thought.

The air-conditioned room was indeed a relief. No wonder Roseanne didn't want to step out...

Neither did she.

...

York had booked an indoor surfing session today.

The instructor was top-notch, hard to book, and although York had initially planned to stay in, the thought of missing out made him change his mind.

He had to admit, the instructor's reputation was well-deserved.

After a few rounds under his guidance, York felt his skills improve dramatically, almost frighteningly so.

Just as he was about to take a break and hit the waves solo, he casually checked his social media and stumbled upon Leda's post.

"Boring summer day, lazy afternoon..."

With the accompanying picture.

It was the kind of post most people would scroll past with nothing more than a thought: "Ah, the good life."

But York? He's a pro at the love game, and he saw straight through it.

Boring summer day-

Key word: Boring.

I'm rich, I'm idle, I need

Lazy afternoon-

Key word: Lazy.

all laid out, who's coming to

focus on the wine

are

gets ya tipsy,

as day, each word was

it in

"That Leda-damn-"

bathrobe, threw it

called out, "Mr. Gibson,

"Done!"

"Something urgent?"

"Very urgent!"

to stop

...

up around three in the afternoon, stretching languidly,

into the living room, picked up her phone from the

to see who

on to her hint.

indeed, there were quite

too.

you're

C: "On my way."

the door code

...

smirked, satisfied. No more boredom

since the first message and still no

waiting another ten