On the drive back, Holden chatted with Melon on the phone.

Holden noticed Melon’s voice getting sleepy, and even he yawned. But just when he was about to bid goodnight and end the call, a sharp “Mommy!” came from Melon’s side.

Holden hesitated. He was about to say goodnight, but now he held back. He listened intently, curious about the unexpected interruption.

A few silent beats passed before a drowsy female voice said, “Apologies, Melon borrowed my phone to ring you. Is it too late? Did we wake you?”

Hearing her voice, something inside Holden fluttered momentarily.

He brushed it off and replied, “It’s alright. I’m fond of Melon. If it makes him happy, that’s what counts.”

gentleness in Holden’s voice that he

disturb you. Melon just really misses his

merely hummed in response, secretly longing to continue the

he wants to talk. Don’t sweat

Ariana sounded apologetic.

promise to keep a better eye

wound down after that. Holden picked up on Ariana’s struggle to keep her eyes open. He bid

in reflection. He couldn’t shake off the

was it about Ariana’s voice that drew him

out his phone and scrolled through

recently connected, their chat history told another

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