Chapter 14

Arthur flew to Orelia before driving down to Verrea. By the time he made it to Hearth Courtyard, Maya was nowhere to be found. She had gone shopping, so a kind neighbour invited him in for a quick break. Cicadas droned in the summer air as he sank into a hanging chair. His gaze wandered, finding the place unfamiliar yet also achingly familiar. There were hand-painted murals on the walls, ones she had always adored. Flowers she loved bloomed at his feet in clusters, and he could smell the wine she used to brew in the air. Memories crashed over him like a tidal wave. Back when they were still deeply in love, Maya had once told him about her dream. She detailed the little courtyard she had always wanted, telling him about the flowers, the trees, and the wine she would brew for the person she loved. Now, he was seeing that dream come to life. Could it be that she loved him still? The thought made his heart quicken with hope. Yet, anxiety dragged him away from falling for that sweet