It was way past breakfast time when they finally left the bed, bathed and changed into fresh attires.
Skyla insisted on eating her cake again, she wanted to savour and appreciate his cooking. So Zyair cut a large slice and brought it for her.
As she ate, they roamed around the house and Skyla told him about all the cherished memories this house held for her. The places she had laughed in, the places she had played and cried in.
"It will be filled with laughter again, soon very soon," he patiently told her as they exited her parents' room.
"I want that but I don't think I can live here alone, so many memories will crush me and we can't live together for now." She faced him with a crestfallen face, which made him tug her to his heat.
