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Sofia.

The drive back home was in comfortable silence as I grabbed Nikolai's hand, leaning my head against his shoulder feeling his fingertips graze my knuckles softly.

The sun was setting down. In the soft blue sky, splashes of reds, purples and yellowish orangey tints glowed amongst the light smoke like clouds. The scene was magnificent, photographic and my mood levitated upon seeing the mesmerizing sight taking another sunset picture that was sure to be saved with its other lookalikes.

I took more pictures of sunsets, sunrises and the moon than I took of myself sometimes.

The car halted down to a stop accessing the huge metallic black gate.

Aleksander opened the front door for us and headed the other way after receiving an affirmative nod from Nikolai as we trekked through the hallway to the kitchen where Nial was in, sipping his coffee.

It was almost eight pm and the brown eyed man was sipping freaking coffee. I was pretty sure that he had some serious caffeine addiction as I no