"Tuesday, February 20th, 2024"Early winter mornings have this strange mesmerizing yet depressing vibes. That hour when the sun has not risen yet and it is still very cold, very dark, and very gloomy. That hour when the streets are almost empty because no one is crazy enough to brave the cold and snow yet. That is and has always been the hour he prefers to leave the house for his rendezvous. When the world is still asleep and calm and quiet. When it is just him and the universe without any nuisances. Wearing his long black raincoat - the one she loved, the one she always announced made him look stunning - over his dark green cable sweater and skinny black jeans, he steps out of the gates, closes them as quietly as possible and starts walking right in the middle of the snow covered and vacant street. He takes pleasure in that; being the first one to leave his footprints in the virgin snow, being the only one in the world. CrunchCrunchCrunchSo, it is cold but as per ritual, his sel

"Wednesday, February 21st, 2024" "I really don't want to talk about this, Maddie." 

When she wakes up, hours later, late in the morning, the first thing she notices is that the bed she is lying upon is not hers and the next thing is that there are sounds coming from somewhere, which is weird, there has never been a sound in their tiny Parisian flat. She opens her eyes, disoriented for a second longer before she remembers where she is and relaxes back in the bed. 

A peaceful small bubble where it was just them, away from the world. Eventually though, all good things come to an end, right? Especially when you have two energetic dumbos as friends. It was not annoying, though. If anything it was funny. Relaxing.They b

"Matilda Dahl?""Aha," Kaden nodded.