Chapter 111 —Intimate Memories

Narrator:

Roman returned to the garden with a slight frown, as if he hadn't managed to clear his mind, but forcing himself to resume his role as host. His steps were firm and measured, as always. When he approached the table, Sasha looked up at him immediately.

“What about dessert?”

He blinked, momentarily thrown off balance.

“Oh, sorry! I got a call and forgot to tell Amalia to bring it.”

Sasha looked at him with a raised eyebrow, a gesture that was beginning to resemble his own.

“Did they call you just now?”

“It was something work-related,” he replied casually. “Nothing important.”

She didn't press the issue. She wasn't a child, but she also didn't dwell on things when something interested her more than a vague answer. She got up nimbly and picked up her glass.

“I'll go,” she said, already walking toward the house. “I'm sure Amalia is in the kitchen. If she forgot, she won't forgive herself.”

“She didn't forget,” Aylin murmured as Sasha walked away.

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