During their stay at the villa, life settled into a quiet, almost lazy rhythm.
Maristella would sometimes show up not for anything serious but just casually checking if they were doing alright and aside from that, their days were simple, predictable and ordinary.
Every morning, Elias woke early while savoring the coffee that the butler had prepared before heading to his greenhouse. He tended to his flowers with care but the truth was, the thing he loved most wasn't the flowers but it was watching Soren sleep.
Sometimes, he couldn't resist slipping into Soren's room, not for anything improper but just to make sure he was resting peacefully, not crying himself to sleep. Every little detail captivated him and Elias never seemed to get enough of him.
Soren's beauty was undeniable that it didn't matter if he was a man or a woman. He was just amazingly breathtaking. Even Maristella, the Crown Princess known as the most beautiful woman in noble society, had praised him.
