15 ~15~

At the entrance of the house, I could smell such a beautiful odor. It seemed so familiar to me. It felt just like home. My own home. As the saying goes: "home is wherever your beloved ones are..."

-Is that the smell of pumpkin candles? I politely asked.

-Oh! Yeah. It’s Ruby, as always. She loves aromatized candles and she always keeps lighting them up every time and place. I’m sorry if the smell disturbs you. I can shut them off for you and I’ll just open the windows so it all would go out. And it will disappear as if never existed again. He excused himself.

-No, no. I didn’t mean that. I don’t mind it at all… It actually reminds me of someone close to my heart…I stayed silent for a second before saying…I love it.

And inside my body, my heart murmured “and her…”