Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

and was playing with Snowfluff in the

just as I started to head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like me

about it. I’ll be right down.” And

I sat at my dresser, and only then did I

about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was tell the

get the message

past. What might seem silly for that instance had

own peculiar ways. No matter the twists and turns our lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On the contrary, despite

That must

while braiding my hair. To my surprise,

I swiveled back, and everything went

quarrel last

eyes observing my every braid through the mirror.

his, and kept on with my business. But there’s a limit to my hair length, meaning I

and so

Huh!

could ask my question, Ashton put out his. “We’re going to visit Hannah later. Do you

my mind!

been treated like a king his whole life, so

as I took out the hairband, and

go to the company?” I

forwent the idea of putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Plus, it’d take time to remove

pretty!” He tried to butter me up

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