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didn'
fter that, he came to e
clock
looking like a god who forgot how to smile, an
d
m the window
sing
me without hesitation, even offering him coffee when he dropped by early. Mother had always liked him, of
saw something in him that
ried it
I was imag
ped paying attention, this stupid
today h
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pale blue now, streaked with clouds that looked like brushstrokes across a canvas. A strange sense of calm settled over t
t sick. No one was in the mansion except the maids and
ac
ie
mpare me to
ric shimmered slightly under the light. It wasn't fancy-it was one of those dresses Mom bought for events I
book open in my lap, though I hadn't turned a p
he sound of a
ed at t
ither of my par
eked through
mach d
ri
on
oothing down strands that weren't messy. I tugged at the hem of
oor o
tepp
nded on me
fr
surprised to
. But in my rush, the strap of my dress slipped off my shoulder-and worse,
crambled to fix mysel
uttered, voice bar
is throat. "
s presence filling the room li
across from me, no
s
tretched
unbea
ably, fingers twisti
n't he
forced myse
now why you're here? My sister
mentally preparing himself
of his neck. "Since you're her only sister... ca
lin
as une
g my eyes slightly. "And isn't she your gi
ry. And I want to surprise her, but I don't know how to make that chocolate lava cake
rt cle
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cou
rcing a polite smile
uptly. "Com
here Mother kept all her secret recipe books. I flipped thr
it
ed it
scanning the
ooked at
do you know
lin
admitted
our mom if I could use your kitchen to prep this cake, but si
red a
si
e
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yway," I added befor
s shot up.
ded s
smi
he looked g
owing along. He handled everything-measuring, mixing, pouring batter into
it. Being alone with him. Talking. Laugh
," he finally said, watching me
s... I don't know ho
. "Why not? We're
ost c
mi
gh
pt you as my sister's boy
should get used to me.
t my
tly. "You're also pretty. Try to smile more and stop having tha
. "You think I need
Just someone who sees
wn, my ches
as a lo
, "How old ar
urt
e age as Marian
ed up
d. "We met at the front café of the
ed. "Sh
ning. I told her no. Then she in
't help
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"Yeah. That
twisted in
oked
id gently. "For he
"You're
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it wasn't bec
I couldn't bear
or hallway window,
e gazebo, surrounded
th a box in one hand an
ga
smi
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voice deep and smooth, carrying lyrics that made gir
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hug
one c
lip so ha
id I have to
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an
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my room and cried un
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, staring at
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