Later that day, they decided to go out. The romantic term is 'date'. Victor waited for Violet to get ready, and Violet waited for Victor to get ready. One thing in common was that as a result of the waiting time, they were mesmerized by each other's charms in their date-ready best. Violet smiled broadly, waiting for Victor to come out of the room and watching him from the dining table with her chin propped up. "Your dress sense isn't much different from the last time, but somehow it looks so luxurious and appropriate this time," Violet says, complimenting him. Victor smiled slightly and walked over. "Is it because I'm seeing it with love this time? You look absolutely marvelous." "I didn't know you were the type to compliment your partner," Victor said, taking Violet's hand to lead her out of the apartment. "Hm. I didn't know I was the type of person to do this to their partner either. You were my first partner, you know?" "Really?" "Yeah... I've only ever confessed my feelings,
That distracted Violet from the beautiful dresses before her. “Really? What is it?” “A wedding anniversary celebration.” “Ah, Mrs. Scarlett and her husband, huh?” said Violet, smiling, her eyes focused on the dresses again. “Your adoptive parents will be celebrating their wedding anniversary. It must be a happy day for them.” “We’re also allowed to be happy on their happy day.” Violet froze, frowning in confusion. “What do you mean?” she asked later. “Should we go to the dance?” asked Victor, causing Violet to turn her face away slowly. The girl stared at Victor, confirming her thoughts which were immediately confirmed by Victor’s next words. “Should we pick out the dresses now?” Violet, of course, would immediately smile widely. She nodded her head with twinkling eyes, looking very excited and happy. The two of them started their agenda; choosing a dress that would be used to attend the celebration party like Victor said. While her feet were busy moving to and fro, Violet’s l
"Beautiful tuxedo," said the man with hazel eyes, to the short-haired woman standing in front of him. "When did you buy it?"Maria smiled broadly, pleased that the choice item she had bought for Verlaine had responded so well to the man. She rushed to her lover, sitting on Verlaine's lap intimately as she put her arms around his neck."I bought it a long time ago but since you've been so busy lately, it's been difficult for me to find the right time to give it to you," Maria said, explaining in more detail. Verlaine simply nodded and smiled, though his heart was still cold as ever. "Do you like it?" Maria's question drew Verlaine's gaze away from his gift.The man smiled sweetly, growing wider. "Of course," he replied, pecking her cheek gently.Maria was delighted. She then without hesitation kissed him briefly on the lips, showing her happiness. They looked at each other for a few seconds, until Maria spoke up again."Verlaine, what did you do during your vacation? That place yo
Jack was silent for a moment, at a loss for an answer. “I-I did it because I had no other choice. I wanted a child so badly-““Well, I see,” Verlaine said, interrupting Jack’s unfinished speech, “the fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree,” he said with a quiet murmur.Verlaine then cleared his throat loudly, as if signaling he was about to begin his important conversation with Connor and Jack tonight.Connor began with, “As you told me on the phone that you would tell me about the next plan tonight. Tell me.”Verlaine raised both eyebrows. “Ouh... you’re so impatient, Mr. Grayson,” he said in a joking tone. “Is it because it’s late, so you don’t want to make small talk any longer?”“I brought Jack so you can use him for your plans too,” Connor replied, changing the subject.Verlaine raised one eyebrow, realizing that Connor was really impatient for the plan he had. “Well... I’ll say it,” Verlaine said then, no longer wanting to mince words. “In a few days, there will be a party held by
Violet opened her eyes and frowned. Her blurred vision clearly felt unfamiliar with the place where she opened her eyes, but no sooner had she paused and remembered, than Violet remembered where she was. Because of this, she hurriedly turned her body around to find Victor sleeping next to her.This was the second time Violet had woken up looking at Victor’s face to start her day. But the first time, Violet hadn’t been this close. She and Victor were like two poles far apart, but now they were like twigs and leaves that were always attached.Violet moved closer, wanting to see the details of the man’s face more closely. As she stood still and looked at him, Violet realized that Victor was indeed as handsome as everyone said he was. All this time she had recognized it silently, covered in prestige and always denying it even to herself. But now, she didn’t hesitate to smile, amazed.Her mind, which had not been filled with anything, was now filled with Victor, Victor and Victor. Violet w
After a few minutes spent cleaning up, Violet and Victor met back at the dining table for breakfast. As before, there weren’t many ingredients in Victor’s refrigerator. Violet used the ingredients she had on hand to make breakfast, and thankfully it didn’t turn out too badly.Victor doesn’t wait long and eats his share of breakfast. Violet stares at him intently, waiting for his reaction. But Victor just ate without saying anything. Even though he was eating well, Violet was still waiting for a comment from him. And when she didn’t get one, the girl chuckled. It made Victor stop eating and ask, “What’s wrong?”Violet looked at him with pouting lips. “You’re not going to compliment my cooking again this time?”“I already ate it.”“But at the very least, I want to hear your comet. You kept eating without saying anything.”“I already ate it, isn’t that clear evidence that I didn’t reject your food. At least the taste is still acceptable to the human tongue, hence why this human wants to
Connor approached Emily, then looked at the little girl’s sleeping face while gently rubbing her slightly gaunt cheeks. “So... how did it go?” asked Connor, Jack flinched as he understood what the question meant. However, Jack chose to remain silent, making Connor smile because he suspected that his guess was correct. “Failed, yes...,” the old man said, smiling haughtily.“I won’t give up, Dad.” Jack said with conviction, making his father look down on him even more. “I’ll try until Emily gets her new heart.”“You’re pretty optimistic for a kid who just felt the pain of failure after not listening to his parents, Jack. Don’t you want to complain and complain to this father of yours?” Jack was silent, his jaw hardening as he held back his anger. He knew full well that all his father was doing now was mocking his failure, making Jack feel reminded of the pain when his high hopes ended in failure again.Indirectly, Connor seemed to be saying: "Expecting kindness from a monster like Victo
Violet slowly opened the door to the room with the overpowering medical odor. She took a quick glance inside, and now had a perfect view of the figure sitting on the thickly blanketed bed as she glanced out the large glass window. Seemingly lost in thought, he seemed calm and unconcerned about his surroundings. Even when Violet pulled out a chair and took a comfortable spot to sit next to him, Victor remained passive. Violet glanced at her man with a quizzical look, as if she wanted to start a conversation. After five days of unconsciousness, Victor finally opened his eyes this morning. Violet rushed to him to see how he was doing, but it seemed that only his physical state had improved. Violet ventured to touch Victor's hand, and to her surprise, Victor flinched. Violet couldn't help but be surprised by the man's response. "Violet...," Victor said in a low voice, he looked up at Violet but those eyes seemed to be empty without a focal point. "You were here, I didn't realize,"