Perhaps it has been too long since anyone called her "Rose," making subtle ripples stir in her heart.
As if it awakened some warm memories buried deep within her.
About those beautiful moments she shared with her mother, Aurora, before the age of nine.
He is the first person in eighteen years to call her by that name.
Her thoughts flowed, bringing her back to reality. She didn't dwell on the name issue; at least, hearing this name from his mouth gave her a bit of joy. She changed into heels, picked up her bag, and hurried towards the door.
"I don't have time, I won't eat."
"I've already arranged for the driver to wait for you downstairs."
Sebastian took a sip of milk, his gaze following her movement. When he saw her stumbling at the corner, his heart leapt, but he sighed in relief once she regained her balance.
"Walk slowly, try not to fall; you're already late anyway. It's not the end of the world; who would dare say anything against you."
