As Vivian stepped out of the hostel gates, her eyes landed on Leone. He was poised elegantly beside the car, his attire strikingly formal, a stark contrast to the casual outfits he used to wear. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, she found herself gravitating towards him, her steps slow yet deliberate.
Without a second thought for the world around them, she wrapped her arms around him in a warm, comforting embrace.
Drawing back slightly, she looked up at him. Her voice, soft yet clear, broke the comfortable silence between them, "Did you manage to get a good night's sleep, Leo?" she asked, her words echoing the unspoken worry that lingered in her heart.
"I did," Leone responded, his voice carrying a note of gratitude. "Your comforting presence helped me find sleep," he added, acknowl
