Grown-ups were conditioned to mask all crumbles and rumbles with insouciance.

When I got back to the bedroom, I went on with my routine—I took a shower, brushed my teeth, blew my hair, and went to bed.

However, I was just tossing and turning.

This very night, Ashton didn’t come to bed.

Both of us had our own emotions to deal with. To talk it out would only cut deeper into our wounds.

As I finally started to zone out a bit in the wee hours of the night, a man opened the door. “Scarlett.” In a deep soft tone, he called out my name.

He walked up to my bedside and murmured my name a few more times but eventually stopped. I wasn’t responding

“I’m sorry.” His voice whispered contrition.

I couldn’t be bothered, and let my self sink deep into my sleep.

By the time I batted my eyelids open, it was already late afternoon.

I got up and went down to Summer’s bedroom. That was when I saw a middle-aged lady in the living room.

Her name was Flora, the new caregiver Ashton hired. She greeted me affably and went back to her task.

Ashton had hired her to take care of Summer.

was playing

back to my room, Flora called out. “Madam, lunch is ready. Would

down.” And I trod

sat at my dresser, and only then did I notice how long my hair had grown.

once made a joke about it, saying that I could use my short hair to turn down love confessions. All I had to do was tell the

the message

chuckled from the thought of the past. What might seem silly for that instance had turned into a

lives took, what was yours would always fall into your hands. On the contrary, despite persistent efforts, you’d eventually lose

tap… That must be

my hair. To my surprise, it wasn’t her but

swiveled back, and

we quarrel last

could see his gentle eyes observing my every braid through the mirror. There

meet his, and kept on with my business. But there’s

silence, and so did

Huh!

my question, Ashton put out his. “We’re

totally slipped my mind! We spoke about

since he’d been treated like a

drawer as I took out the hairband, and

you still have to go to the company?” I rubbed my

forwent the idea of putting on make-up as I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Plus, it’d take time

so pretty!” He tried to butter me up in a childlike

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