348 Love Throes

I didn't exactly know what to expect once that front door started swinging. From the little and the barest I've heard from Adalia, I kinda unwittingly snared my line of thinking all the way off into the deep end of apprehension.

From experience, not a very good mindset to be having, so I drowned down that uneasiness and walked through the doorway, holding my head high, and pacing forward like everything was normal.

Because everything was normal.

It was quiet, and everything inside was organized and arranged to the quintessential image of serenity. Without the sun's shine, everything had this comfy, intimate vibe to it… like coming back home after long months of being far away elsewhere.