The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

“Why isn't he coming back? Did his parents refuse him?”

Sasha was not aware of Kurt's identity. Thus, in her mind, she automatically assumed that his terrible family had barred him from returning.

Sebastian shook his head.

After a slight pause, he said briefly, “He's gone to study at another place. The Royal Academy isn't suitable for him.”

Sasha was totally baffled.

What? Not suitable for him? But he's been there for one whole semester. Why is this so sudden?

She heaved a wistful sigh.

Then again, the students at the Royal Academy are carefully selected from all over the country. They are the future pillars of the nation. What can be said further if he thinks that the academy is not for him?

Sasha had no choice but to convey the message to Vivian.

“Vivi, well... Daddy mentioned that Kurt has transferred to another school. The Royal Academy isn't meant for him.”

“Why is that so?”

Her big, round eyes misted over as soon as she heard the news, causing Sasha's heart to ache terribly.

She patted her daughter's head and explained, “He's a talent that Daddy is developing to make great contributions to the country in the future. So, he can't really learn much from your academy. Therefore, Daddy has arranged something better for him elsewhere.”

voice,

lightly. “That might be the case. Anyhow, chin up and dry your tears. I'll

did not respond. She just sat there, letting the tears streak

felt so miserable, as though

Kurt...

week passed, and Vivian still did not

requested, “Mommy, if you get to see him, could you ask

Vivian placed a small item into her

opened her

in the form of a pair of wings on the side. At one

It breaks my heart to see how thoughtful this

about Kurt's departure, she pulled herself together and

Kurt to unleash his talents and soar high

and showed

which school he's in, don't you? Please pass it to him, will you?” Sasha felt terrible that they had to part ways in this manner. After

Besides the expensive materials used, one could tell how much effort Vivian had put into designing her

at it, the more irritated he

enjoyed her gifts, whereas I, her father,

Sebastian still arranged for someone to send the precious necklace

snow. It was just right after the new year, so the temperature was still frigid in Avenport. The snow at

it still hurt?” he asked the boy who

had drained

his reply after taking a glance at his master. “Not