Aaron tied a hair elastic after braiding and left the braided hair on her shoulder for her to look at.
"Woah!" Aarvi's lips formed a big O looking at the elegant and classy fishtail braid. It wasn't bed hair but she looked like she was getting ready to go out, "I didn't know you have magical hands."
Even though she was a little sad for not having her mother to look over her even once, she didn't care anymore. She believed that she had to go through the worst experience of her life to earn a stunning and caring boyfriend to cherish.
Aaron carried her looking at her silently admiring the braid and earned a soft kiss on his cheek in gratification while walking out of her cloakroom to his bedroom.
He asked when they settled on his bed in his room, "Which plans failed?"
There she goes, back to sulking mode. She cupped her face and looked at the darkness outside the room.
