(Arata)
After spending some time together with Camilla and Martina, I decided to take a walk in the garden.
"Moonbeam, can I have a word," Grandma Martina asked Karsten.
"Yes, Grandma."
Karsten turned towards me. "I will join you shortly." I nodded before stepping out.
A light gale carrying different scents of the flowers, grass and trees, welcomed me.
Slowly, I walked up to the pergola, which had that same blue rose vine twining all around it that I had seen on my previous visit.
The kiss I had shared with him resurfaced in my brain, and I couldn't help but smile at the precious memory.
I thought that it was our first kiss, while for him, I had already shared my whole body with him, and yet he had hungered for me.
My fingers brushed along the velvety flowers. The blue so vibrant, matching my eyes.
The smell was intoxicating, making my eyelids drop shut so I could take in its fragrance and fill my lungs.
