As Frost pulled back from his intimate advance (thankfully one Khione didn't notice) the two remained seated on the public bench staring deeply at one another, their hearts beating with vigour and delight. The moment was special, comforting and warm, bringing them closer, enhancing the trust that had begun to bloom within.
Khione instinctively placed the young man known as Frost deep into the centre of her heart, standing right beside her parents and most cherished siblings. Someone who was but a stranger days ago was now irreplaceable to her. Just a flash in her mind of his face, of his voice, of his smile or of any one of their earlier interactions even the bad ones brought a smile to her lips and filled her heart with joy and blissful warmth.
