When Andrew walked into the manor, shuffling sounds and the light still on in the kitchen had halted his steps.
The household staff wouldn't be in the kitchen at this time, they adhered to the rules in the manor far too much for that, the only person it could be was...her.
Andrew instantly changed his route, tracing his steps towards the kitchen. An enticing aroma drifted through the air as he came to the entrance of the kitchen, sighting the familiar figure sitting on a stool by the kitchen island.
As she looked up to meet his eyes when he entered, he suddenly felt his breath catch in his throat.
There was something strange in his heart at this moment. It grew and fluttered like soft feathers grazing and tickling his chest.
Seeing her made this sudden feeling of completeness trickle into him.
She was there, in his life, awakening his heart even without doing anything.
