After parting ways with him, Silvia wove through the bustling marketplace until the noise faded into the distance.
The street around the residential area exuded a calm atmosphere, where many wooden houses stood in lines, each representing one's own living style.
It gave Silvia a moment of stillness as if the world had slowed down, soothed her mind to catch on to what was on her mind after the separation yesterday.
Silvia was oblivious to the meaning behind Iris's gaze at that time, but as her mind wandered, and caught a slight resolve in her pupils. She gulped her saliva to wash away the weight that stuck in her mouth.
In front of the familiar wooden house where she celebrated Nina's birthday, the girl ascended the stairs and sniffed the earthy scent that flew through the air.
"Tea?".
The mild and refreshing taste of the tea Iris brewed that day still lingered in her mind.
