LOGINTheir footsteps echoed softly through the quiet apartment hallway. Gian and Aurelia walked side by side, wrapped in a silence that was no longer awkward, though it hadn’t quite become comfortable either, like two strangers slowly learning the rhythm of each other’s hearts.
Gian unlocked the door. The moment it opened, the soft scent of lavender, the room fragrance Aurelia always used, welcomed them inside. But tonight, something else lingered in the air. A fam
“Knock it off, Jer. This is none of your business.”The sharp words left Baskara's lips without hesitation. His eyes narrowed, his expression firm and unyielding as he stared Jeremy down.But the moment his gaze drifted toward Aurelia and Caca, everything about him softened. The tenderness in his eyes appeared almost instinctively, as if the two of them were too precious to be touched by Jeremy's cynical remarks.Jeremy only laughed.His amused chuckle echoed through the bustling departure terminal as travelers hurried past.“Oh, come on, Bas. You can do anything if you set your mind to it. If you want her, then win her back from that greenhorn who's about to inherit Mahesa Group.”Baskara fell silent, holding back the surge of anger threatening to break loose.His jaw tightened.His teeth clenched.He knew Jeremy enjoyed pushing people's buttons. He had always loved poking at personal matters jus
Baskara stood by the apartment window, watching the soft morning light spill through the sheer curtains. The cool Melbourne air drifted inside, carrying the smell of freshly toasted bread from the kitchen.A smile spread across his face when he heard the sound of little footsteps approaching.“Daddy...” The sleepy voice was soft and sweet, the unmistakable voice of a child who had just woken up.Baskara turned around.Caca stood there with messy bed hair and half-closed eyes, dragging her stuffed bunny behind her.The sight instantly warmed his heart.“Good morning, Daddy's little princess,” Baskara said gently.He walked over, scooped her into his arms, and held her against his chest.“Did you sleep well?”Caca gave a sleepy nod.“But... I'm hungry.”“Then let's have breakfast, sweetheart.”They headed to the dining table.A simple b
“Caca?”Aurelia called softly, her body still halfway out of the car. Her voice trembled as if she couldn't quite believe what she'd just heard. She leaned closer to the back seat, her eyes searching through the dim shadows lit only by the streetlights.Her heart hammered against her ribs.Caca was still fast asleep, her tiny face completely peaceful. Yet those little lips had just whispered a single word that pierced straight through Aurelia's heart, a word she had never expected to hear from the little girl.“Mommy.”Even now, still asleep, Caca murmured again. The words were too faint to make out, more like the rambling of someone caught between dreams and reality, as if she were continuing a beautiful dream that only she could see.Aurelia froze.Her chest tightened, and her breathing grew heavy. After a few long seconds, she forced herself to take a deep breath, trying to steady the emotions threatening to overwhelm her.She knew Caca was sleep talking.Even so, that single word
“I still don't want to say goodbye to you, Miss Lia,” Caca whined, her lips puffed out like a squished mochi. Her wide eyes shimmered under the glow of the streetlights as she clung to Aurelia's arm in the back seat.Aurelia smiled gently and stroked the little girl's soft hair. “We'll see each other again tomorrow, sweetheart. It's already late. You need to get some rest so you'll have lots of energy tomorrow.”Instead of calming down, Caca pouted even more. She blinked rapidly, as though trying to keep tears from spilling over.“If you want, you can spend the night with Miss Aurelia. We could get a hotel,” Baskara said from behind the wheel.His tone was casual, as if he were offering the simplest suggestion in the world, but his eyes briefly sharpened in the rearview mirror as he watched Aurelia's reaction.Aurelia's eyes widened.“Huh?” The tiny sound escaped before she could stop it. She looked toward the front of the car, staring at his back in complete surprise. Her heart began
The question slipped out so casually from the mouth of a first grader. But to Aurelia, it struck like lightning in the quiet meeting room. Her breath caught, and the smile on her lips instantly froze.Across the room, Baskara was still focused on the files spread across the conference table, completely unaware that his daughter's innocent question had shaken Aurelia to her core.Before Aurelia could recover, the notification on her phone chimed again.The screen lit up with a name that made her heartbeat quicken.Gian.It wasn't just a text. He had sent her a photo.In it, Gian sat in a conference room wearing a perfectly tailored suit. His expression was serious, though he still managed a faint smile for the camera. Beside him, Rafi was busy flipping through a stack of documents.Below the picture was a short caption filled with longing.[I miss you so much. What are you up to, sweetheart?]Aurelia stared at the screen.
That morning, sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of Aurelia's room. The smell of freshly toasted bread filled the small apartment. She sat at the little table by the window, looking down at a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast with jam, and a steaming cup of tea. For a moment, she welcomed the silence, hoping it would calm the thoughts that had been weighing on her since the night before.The peaceful moment didn't last.Her phone rang.It was the ringtone she had assigned to calls from home.Her hand froze above her spoon.The hesitation was immediate. It was the same familiar reluctance she always felt whenever her parents' names appeared on her screen.Aurelia drew in a quiet breath.Should I answer... or ignore it?Her heart urged her to let it ring.Her mind told her otherwise.In the end, she gave in.She swiped the green icon and raised the phone to her ear."Hi, Mom,
Aurelia shivered. After saying those words of surrender, every muscle in her body had tightened. Her breathing turned shallow. Her hands clenched on her lap, and every inch of her skin felt as if it were exposed to freezing winter air.Across from her, Gian fell silent. His gaze rested on
“What did you just say?”Gian set his glass down on the kitchen counter with a quiet but unmistakable sound. He leaned back against the counter and looked straight at Aurelia.“I don’t even know what I’m supposed to call this relationship anymore.
Those words didn’t come from Gian.They came from Nathan.Aurelia froze. She expected Gian to correct him, or at least question what Nathan had just said. But the man beside her only murmured something under his breath and didn’t respond at all. Instead, Gian calmly exte
The morning sky was still gray when Gian ended the call. His tone sounded casual enough, but Aurelia immediately noticed the subtle shift in her husband’s expression.“His name’s Nathan,” Gian said as he pulled out his chair. “We worked on a project together a







