บท 50: Chapter 50

That day had started as any other, but something in Kellan shifted. The memory of Diara's simple words, her love for Valentine's Day, her joy in small gestures, lingered in his mind like a whisper he couldn't shake.

 For reasons he didn't fully understand, a smile crept across his face, soft and unguarded, the kind of smile he hadn't worn in years. 

He had found it strange that someone so simple, so unassuming, could find happiness in the littlest things. Diara wasn't a woman of demands or extravagance.

 She was like a child who could be overjoyed with a piece of candy, her smile lighting up the room like sunshine breaking through clouds. 

The thought stayed with him as he left the house, spurred by an unfamiliar need to see that smile again. Without hesitation, he set his plan into motion. He was going to give her a valentine to remember.