Kian was busy all his weekends.
He had been always busy even at the weekends all his life.
The work...had caught all his attention and had none left out for to admire anything outside of his laptop screen and the huge piles of a white sheet with black letters carved on its surface.
But lately, something had changed. And to be in a good way.
After all, Kian Wilson taking a leave for the weekends must be some really good shit.
He had been taking time off from his work to go meet now a healed Tinsley.
Her face had become clean and flawless once again. The cuts on the corner of her lips had vanished, the purple-blue bruises had faded too.
And the more he got to see her, her smile had gotten more brighter and livelier.
The way she would come out of her room running to the front door to greet him.
And the intensity with which she would land herself onto him would make him lose his balance and step backwards.
