Leo's POV
"Ohh no no no no no, this can't be possible, it can't be happening, I must be dreaming!" I cussed hitting myself hard on the face with my palm.
There were maids to iron my clothes but I loved doing them myself. I stared at the clothes I ironed and recalled how she Ironed those clothes. Normally, I would proudly call myself a very superb ironer but comparing my skills to hers was like comparing Earth with Heaven.
When she Ironed those clothes that day, I was shocked, she Ironed them perfectly although they were clothes I didn't plan to wear, I secretly wore some and when I sniffed the clothes, it was as if I was sniffing her, the scent passed through every single part of my body like a powerful beam of light undergoing diffraction and forcefully scattered around my body. I coul
