I hadn't considered any day special—until yesterday. I feel like the heavy thing that had been making my heart feel like it was about to explode is suddenly gone, and now there's just peace.
But no matter how magical the scene was, I like to take things slow.
And when I say slow...
"What are you doing here?" I spat as soon as I opened my door and found Valerian holding a bouquet of sunflowers and a jar of... pickles?
"Just came here to visit my pregnant Elodie," he said comfortably, lifting what he had in his hands.
Arching my eyebrows, I gave him a deadpan glare.
Just because we settled one thing doesn’t mean we’re already fine. I still want to play hard to get, and nothing goes fast—aside from his... No, no, no. I’m not going back to that kind of mindset anymore.
I've refreshed my
