Sometimes, girls put in effort to look good for someone they care about. At that moment, I realized I cared about Hayden.After washing my hands, I stepped out of the bathroom. Sure enough, Hayden came over, ready to help.I brushed it off, trying to seem chill. "I'm good."He didn't push, just followed me to the table. Along with the risotto, spinach, and chicken breast he'd mentioned, there were a few more sides and a fruit platter that made the whole spread look even more tempting."Your sister must be really lucky," I said. It was my way of acknowledging his effort.He didn't respond, and I remembered his sister's heart condition. A random thought popped into my head. "Where's your family from? Where does your sister live?"Hayden glanced at me, staying quiet.I grinned, biting my spoon. "What, are you afraid I'm gonna hunt her down?""Pencetown. It's near Chiverton," he finally answered, offering more than I expected.I nodded. "I got some unexpected time off. My boss dec
That evening, I left home. Hayden wasn't around—his windows were completely dark.By the time Wayne called, I was already at the train station, sitting in the waiting room.I decided against flying. Took the high-speed rail instead. Sure, it was a couple hours longer, but I liked the idea of staying grounded. It felt safer."Rea, your car's fixed. Where are you? I can drop it off," Wayne's voice came through, warm as always.I glanced around the station—people were either glued to their phones or zoned out. "Just leave it at the shop. I'll pick it up later."There was a pause. I could feel his concern before he spoke again. "The mechanic said your car was tampered with."My stomach dropped, even though I knew it already—it was me who arranged the whole thing."Seriously?" I faked surprise."Has anyone else driven it recently?" Wayne asked, sounding more worried now.I bit my lip, trying to think fast, but Wayne jumped in before I could. "Whoever did it wasn't trying to hurt yo
This place was seriously a hidden gem, like the perfect spot for a low-key getaway.I was zoned out, taking in the courtyard's beauty, when a soft voice snapped me back. "Um, miss, are you looking for someone?"I turned to see a girl, probably around my age, standing there in a simple white dress. Her long braid draped over her shoulder, and her eyes? They sparkled like the place itself."You're Miss Hart, right?" I asked, already knowing I was right.She looked surprised. "Yeah, that's me. Are you here to see... my brother?"Yep, definitely Hayden's sister. She didn't exactly look like him, but they both had that annoyingly good-looking thing going on.While Hayden had this rugged, tough vibe, Yuna's was softer—like she was made of sunshine and fresh air."Yeah, I'm a friend of Hayden's," I said with a smile, reaching out my hand.Yuna hesitated for a sec, like she wasn't expecting me, but then shook my hand with both of hers, all polite. "I'm Yuna Hart."She seemed a little
"Thanks for loving my brother, for accepting him!"Yuna's voice was soft but full of emotion as she handed me the tea with this careful, almost formal gesture. Her eyes shimmered like she was holding back tears.My chest tightened a bit, but I still grinned. "You act like Hayden's unlovable or something."Yuna gave a little pout, and I took the tea from her, sipping it. The taste hit me—sweet, light, and almost magical. Way better than anything I'd had before."Keira, Hayden doesn't look for girlfriends because of me," Yuna said, her voice quieter now. "He's scared that whoever he marries might not like me... might hate me for being sick."I could tell she hesitated, unsure if Hayden had even told me. She was probably worried that knowing about her illness might change how I saw him—like it'd be too much baggage or something.I took another sip, letting the warmth settle inside me. "Do I seem like the kind of person who'd judge someone for being sick? Especially someone as sweet
Yuna looked at me with bright, hopeful eyes. "Keira, do you have a plan?"I hesitated.There were options, sure, but could I really take a chance even Hayden wasn't willing to? If the surgery worked, everything would be great.But if it didn't... the thought of Hayden never forgiving me was the least of my worries. The real fear was breaking his heart in a way that couldn't be fixed.Yuna must've picked up on my hesitation because her face fell. "You don't have a way, do you? Hayden's too scared to try 'cause it's too risky. I get it. No one can be sure it'll work with how bad things are for me."She sighed, but then gave me this weak smile, like she was trying to shake off her own sadness.It wasn't that she was great at hiding her feelings—it's just that she didn't want to drag me down with her."It's fine. I'm happy with my life as it is. However long I live, I'm gonna make the most of it. Who knows? Maybe I'll surprise everyone and live to be a hundred," she joked, though he
Yuna's face changed completely. She looked panicked and grabbed my hand, shaking her head like crazy."Keira, no! It's not like that... Hayden's never liked any other girl. You're the first!"Seeing her so freaked out, her lips turning pale, I realized I'd probably gone too far. I couldn't scare her like this—her heart wouldn't take it.I gently tapped her on the nose, trying to lighten the mood. "Relax, okay? I know. Hayden already told me he's never had a girlfriend."Yuna nodded, still looking a little anxious, and added, "He's never liked any other girl either."She was so sincere, so pure, like she couldn't even lie if she tried. It made me wonder, 'When she does fall for someone, will she be able to handle it if the guy isn't as honest as she is?'The world isn't as simple as Yuna. Relationships, with all their messy emotions and complications, might be tough for her to figure out.I couldn't help but feel a little protective of her, even though I knew I was jumping the gu
Yuna was Hayden's little sister, but honestly, she was more like his kid since he pretty much raised her.Their bond was so strong, it made sense why someone as tough as Hayden got all protective and worried when it came to her.Yuna shared a bunch of stories about them, like how Hayden built this courtyard himself, brick by brick.She also mentioned how he used to take her fishing and grill the fish, always bragging that his cooking was top-tier—he'd perfected it just to make sure she ate well.As Yuna shared more stories, I started to understand Hayden better—like, in a way that really tugged at my heart.All his little quirks came from carrying the weight of responsibility and loneliness for so long.Yuna eventually drifted off mid-conversation. Watching her sleep, I suddenly had the urge to call Hayden, to tell him that from now on, I'd take care of him for a change, instead of him always looking out for everyone else.But the feeling passed, and I didn't follow through.In
Yuna was so lonely, she practically begged me to stay.I only had two days off, but to spend more time with her, I asked Ron for an extra two.But all good things would come to an end, and eventually, I had to go.Before I left, Yuna packed me some flower tea brewed with morning dew and food steamed with flower pollen and petals. She was determined to give me everything she cherished most.I could tell she'd grown really attached to me, and that made me feel a kind of responsibility I couldn't quite explain."Keira, come visit me when you have time," Yuna said, avoiding my eyes.I could see the tears welling up, though she tried to hide them.She was this perfect mix of fragile but incredibly strong on the inside."Okay," I said quietly, not trusting myself to say much more.I felt the sting in my nose too, worried I might start crying before she did.Goodbyes are like the softest blades—they cut the deepest."I've already asked a friend to contact the doctor. Once it's all