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.

much better, and was

head back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would you like

be right down.” And

sat at my dresser, and only then did I notice how long my

in university, I’d always preferred to have it cropped to my shoulders. Macy once made a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was tell the person to wait

the message

What might seem silly for that instance

yours would always fall into your hands. On the

tap, tap… That must

To my surprise,

I swiveled back, and everything went half

we quarrel last

shoulders, and I could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid

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

and so did

Huh!

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

my mind! We spoke about this last

treated like a king his whole

as I took out

to go to the company?” I

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

so pretty!” He tried to butter me up in a

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