“I… need to rest,” he said abruptly before retreating almost immediately.Clara stared at him for a brief second before bursting into laughter. “You’re actually shy? You fought armed gangsters yesterday!”He quickly shut his bedroom door, leaving her laughing outside.Inside, he pressed a hand against his forehead. “This woman is dangerous…”Later that night, when the apartment had quieted again, Alexander stepped out of his room with a towel and bathrobe, intending to take a shower. Since the second bedroom lacked its own bathroom, he headed toward the shared one.However, the moment he opened the door, he froze.Behind the fogged glass shower door, a graceful silhouette was visible through the steam—long wet hair, a slender waist, and soft curves blurred by the haze.His throat tightened. “Roommate…?” he called cautiously.From inside, Clara’s voice responded with a soft chuckle. “The water heater in my bathroom broke. I’ve already closed the glass door, so you can use the outside si

The living room fell into silence again, but this time it was heavier, almost suffocating.Aurelia’s grip tightened unconsciously because that single sentence struck directly at her deepest insecurity.Even though she had noticed how Alexander had smiled more in the past two days than he had in months at the villa, the realization made her chest ache in a way she could not ignore.Forcing herself to remain composed, she turned back to Alexander. “Husband… let’s go home.”Her tone softened deliberately, echoing the warmth she used to carry years ago, back when they were still in university—before endless meetings, obligations, and emotional distance had worn their relationship down.For a brief moment, Alexander thought he saw the girl he once loved reflected in her expression. He remembered the one who used to wait for him outside classrooms, who would drag him excitedly through amusement parks while holding cotton candy, and who once looked at him as though he mattered more than the

Clara’s smile turned almost playful. “Landlord and tenant.” She paused deliberately. “For now.”Aurelia’s face darkened even further.Alexander pressed his fingers against his temples as a headache began to form rapidly. “Enough,” he said.Neither of them paid any attention.“You have no right to interfere in our marriage,” Aurelia continued.Clara let out a quiet laugh. “It became my business the moment you made him miserable.”“You know nothing.”“I know enough,” Clara responded calmly as she took a sip.“Enough!” Alexander finally raised his voice.The room fell into a heavy silence as both women turned to look at him.He exhaled slowly. “I just want one peaceful breakfast.”Clara looked away first, and Aurelia followed a moment later. The temporary ceasefire, however, lasted only three minutes.As soon as breakfast ended, Alexander stood up. “We’re leaving.”Aurelia blinked in surprise. “Right now?”“Yes.”“Why?” Aurelia asked again.He gestured briefly between her and Clara. “Bec

Aurelia looked at him, her expression conflicted, frustrated, and guilty all at once.Then, finally, she turned. “I’ll explain when I come back.”Alexander closed his eyes.She took several steps away, then paused briefly, as though she might turn back.For a moment, it seemed possible, as though she might choose differently this time.Alexander opened his eyes, watching, waiting, hoping one last time, but then she ran.She disappeared into the crowd, swallowed by the mass of people as she hurried toward Nahir once again. Alexander remained where he stood, completely still.The wind picked up, and dark clouds spread across the sky.The Ferris wheel operator called out to him, “Sir, it’s your turn.”Alexander looked up, then stepped forward slowly.Alone.The empty cabin door opened, and he entered without a word.The door closed behind him, and the Ferris wheel began to rise Higher And higher.Below him, the amusement park glittered with lights as laughter and music filled the air. Ch

The color drained from her face, and the smile she had been forcing disappeared completely.For the first time since he moved out, since he handed her the divorce agreement, since she convinced herself everything would somehow work out.Aurelia felt something she hadn’t allowed herself to feel before, not irritation, not frustration, not anger, but real, undeniable fear.Because in that moment, she realized she was no longer certain Alexander would wait for her, and deep within her heart, a terrifying thought finally surfaced: What if this time he was truly gone?Even though she had torn the divorce papers to shreds after making up with Alexander, what could she do to stop a man who had already decided to leave?The rain from the previous night had stopped, but the chill it left behind still lingered in the air.Sunlight streamed through the apartment windows, casting long golden beams across the living room. From the outside, the weather looked calm and inviting, almost deceptively p