Chapter 23

Somewhere on an uphill road, Charles pulled over. He opened the door for her, a charming smile on his face. Before they went out, he warned her about the cold and so he lent her a thick jacket and now she’s wearing it.

Indeed it was cold when she got out of the cold, but his jacket was providing enough warmth. Stella looks around and her eyes grew large, sparkling at the overlooking view of the city. The city lights were fascinating, something about a fairy tale dream of her recalled.

“Why bring me here?” she asked softly.

“This is one of my sad places,” he answered, slowly wrapping his hands around her waist.

“Sad? Are you feeling sad?”

“No,” he chuckled, “just wanted to show you something that cheers me up.”

“It’s really cold out here,” she murmurs.

“Ain’t I keeping you warm?”

“You do.”

Staring at these cit