The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

The villagers were ecstatic. Once the wood was measured and paid for, the farmer dragged Ian to his house for some potato and leek soup. As it was a local and expensive delicacy, it would only be prepared to honor significant guests.

Ian had already firmly made up his mind to decline even before the offer was made.

At the farmer's approach, Ian shuddered in recollection of the incident with the Villagers' Committee and hastened his departure.

"Hey, Small Fry, where are you going? My wife has prepared a feast to thank you for your help"

Ian almost yelled in exasperation as the farmer's soil-crusted hand reached out with surprising vigor to grab his snow- white shirt.

Fortunately, a slender figure in the distance quickened her pace in Ian's direction at the commotion of his struggle.

"He has a delicate stomach, sir," the figure cried from afar. "But I'm sure he appreciates the offer"

As she spoke, she forcefully pried the farmer's fingers away from Ian's shirt.

Oh my, it's as black as soot!

Susan quickly extracted a clean handkerchief and cleaned Ian's shirt as best as she could.

The farmer must have gotten the hint as he no longer insisted on Ian's presence.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Even if you won't have lunch, at least come for my wife's pineapple tarts."

Pineapple tart?

Susan, who was feeling rather hungry, swallowed when she heard that.

paying him a visit, is there? This village is

her, her

Ian raised his eyebrows.

in morsels, he gave in to her

the farmer, she gratefully accepted. "We would love

who should be grateful as Small Fry here has made us a lot

the way

houses made of mud bricks and worn tiles,

sight seemed to lift Susan's spirits

in a panic earlier that day, she did not dare think about how Ian's impression of her would change after witnessing her

ulterior motive against him and cast me aside as a result? Oh, how I wish

had agreed to keep her company and showed no displeasure in doing so that the knot in her chest began to

the pair that they had arrived at the

"It smells amazing!"

early today for this. We are the first to bake with our harvest this year, you

in with him with Ian

the house's interior felt refreshingly cool due to the adobe

in a village, he could still adapt to

life suited him, a furry

Thud!

and

Susan hurried over with

"What happened?"

expression was contorted in a curious mixture of rage and humiliation as he stared at