18 : THE PAST

CHAPTER 18

NEOLA

So, how to live normally after the grandeur I've been used to for the past few weeks?

I cup my face with both of my hands, staring at the passing cars. I just arrived a couple of hours ago, my suitcases still unopen. Little Maple is still sleeping inside her cage. I sigh and stood.

Stretching, I decided to lounge on the bare bed. I laid down on it, with no care in the world. The sudden laziness crept on me as soon as I arrive here in Canada.

Oh how I miss my French quarters. The plush carpet and Victorian halls are to die for. Not to mention the exquisite view of the mountain and the sweet breeze coming from the beach.

But what I miss the most is him. I miss running my hands on his hair and settling close to his chest, falling asleep to his heartbeat. After we've had our lunch yesterday, Luke appointed Edam to take me at the airport.