ALMA

"It wasn't a dream, right?" Carl asked as I opened the door. A smile automatically found its way to my lips the moment I set eyes on him and read that plea in his eyes. How early was it? A part of the sky still looked as though it was dipped in gold and Carl was already here.

I stepped down onto the pavement, fastening the strings of my robes that I'd rather let go of and fall into his arms. All these while, I'd hidden from this kind of happiness and now I was starting to teach myself ...