[89] Incapable

Maze carefully wrapped a chiffon scarf around her neck to hide the purple mark on her neck. 

It was safe to say that it didn't feel so hot today. The cold spring wind was blowing around her. 

In keeping with this, nature has reshaped all around. 

Maze was already a bit upset not to see him this morning. Something seemed to be missing. 

Imogen has become a bad habit that neither Maze can let go of nor she can keep.

As she reached near the entrance of the hall area a spectacular view caught her attention. She took a step forward and looked at the garden through the transparent glass wall.

Making nature its own canvas, spring has started pouring all its colors on it. All the colors seemed more colorful with the touch of spring.  It was as if nature was wearing new glittering royal attire.

Putting all the thoughts aside Maze looked