ARGON

Ever since Estelle brought up the topic of our wedding, I've not been myself.

What carried her mind to that matter in the first place?

I dropped Estelle back at her home, fulfilling my promise. It was already evening and there was no chance of doing anything special for Brielle.

"Maybe I'll just get her something nice on my way home. Maybe her favorite color of rose? It's been long I got that for her. Yeh, that will do," I decided, ...