Dusk was falling, the day would soon change, and the darkness of night would soon take over. At the end of his working hours, Gideon did what he secretly did without Amelie's knowledge, watching her leave the shop and stalking her on her way home to make sure she was okay when she arrived.It had been a habit ever since Amelie asked him not to appear in front of her anymore. Gideon started the engine of the red Mustang he had borrowed from a friend, as it would make Amelie suspicious if he used her car. She and Axel were very familiar with his car. The man drove the car at a low speed, matching the speed of Amelie and Axel, who were on foot. But surprisingly, a black shapphire metallic car suddenly approached Amelie and Axel. Gideon frowned. Who was the person driving the car in front? But Amelie seemed to respond with a cold look on her face. Is someone trying to get back at her?Amelie leered with a questioning look as a car approached her. Feeling a little suspicious, she raised

That afternoon, Axel, who was in a group of other students, smiled broadly. Axel was unusually cheerful today. "Hey, Axel, throughout the lesson, I saw you keep smiling. You even followed the lesson happily," asked Lolita, who was walking on Axel's left. Nora, who had similar thoughts with Lolita, nodded in confirmation. "Yes, what Lolita said is true. You've been smiling all day. Look over there," Nora pointed to a spot where Amelie usually stood, waiting for Axel to get out of class. "Usually you'd be sad when your mom hadn't come to pick you up." "That's true. But this time, my dad picked me up." Axel replied proudly. Nora and the other kids were stunned and looked at each other. "Really?" asked Nora with a look of disbelief. "Yes, it is." Axel nodded in agreement. The children who were in the same group as Axel looked around for the male entity Axel was referring to, but they felt familiar with the faces they encountered."Which one is your father?" asked Nora impatiently.

Sometimes, silence comes without the intention of torture. Silence comes to teach you that you have to savor every moment of togetherness before it brings regret for the moments of togetherness that you have neglected. Jonathan sat back in his oversized chair. The day seemed passionless. The man twirled the chair he was sitting in lazily; all the wheels on the chair's legs seemed to swing to give him comfort, obeying where the man's legs pushed them to roll.A month had passed by by the time Jonathan returned to Auckland. Not a single word had come from Axel and Amelie. He stared at the black phone screen on the table and reached for it. Not a single notification had come in, as if the silence was laughing at him. Jonathan opened the lock screen on his smartphone and searched for Amelie's name in the contacts. The man's thumb stopped scrolling when it came to Amelie's name. He wanted to call the number, but his heartbeat seemed to prevent him from having the courage to make a phone

Amelie woke up and was surprised to find that her body position had changed. Amelie and Jonathan had their arms around each other. She immediately threw off Jonathan's burly arms that were hugging her body. "How can you hug me that easily? You pervert," Amelie grumbled as she walked to the toilet. The sound of the water tap and the cold temperature of the water touching her skin instantly brought her full consciousness back. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. Amelie patted her face and instantly groaned as the pats stung."Aw!" The pain she felt made her realize that the night she had spent with Jonathan was not a dream; it was a reality. Even the slap on her cheek left a red mark. Amelie's eyes were closed, with both hands supporting her body on the edge of the sink. A question that niggled at her heart arose. Was meeting Jonathan again a destiny?Amelie sighed as she walked back to her room. But when she arrived at the door, she heard Jonathan talking to someone on the

Amelie's heart skipped a beat as she pulled back the blanket covering her body. Not a single piece of clothing clung to her body. She hurriedly cleaned herself up after her struggle with Jonathan last night.Under the shower that splashed her body with water, Amelie closed her eyes. She recalled the events of last night and cursed herself for easily letting Jonathan enjoy her body. 'Stupid, stupid Amelie, what if he leaves you again after this? Why didn't I ask him to wear protection last night?' Amelie's mind began to worry. Her hands slowly squeezed her wet hair until the pain of the tugging was felt.She shook her head, trying to dismiss all possibilities and prejudices against Jonathan. But the more she tried to dismiss them, the more brutally those prejudices attacked her head. ....................."Amelie, are you up early?" Jonathan blinked his eyes as he found Amelie just coming out of the bathroom with wet hair. The time was 04:35. Why was she taking a shower this early?