Della's POV
Since that dinner last night, I haven’t seen Kylian, deepening the gloominess forming in my heart, which is gradually shuttering as I felt Kylian getting further and further from my grasp.
I scoffed, bitterness flowing in my veins, and I wasn’t even sure if it was because of the emptiness I was feeling or the freshly brewed coffee I was sipping.
Closing my eyes, I let the fresh breeze of the plants touch my skin as if it were engulfing me and comforting my melancholic soul.
Since my childhood, everytime I was upset, I will come here, the Kingdom’s private garden, letting myself be surrounded by the relaxing vibes the varied plants and fountain were bringing.
