The Evergreen jet touched down on Ravinne soil under a muted sky. The air was crisp and cleaner, almost lighter, different from the bustling city of Elaris. It carried the faint scent of rain–soaked pines and distant lavender fields. From the car window, Alina watched the grand iron gates of the Evergreen estate slowly open.
Her reflection in the glass looked detached, unfeeling. But her hands, clasped tightly on her lap, betrayed the storm she was holding back.
When the car finally stopped in front of the mansion, Luna and Darius were already waiting on the steps. They had flown in earlier while Damien and Alina followed behind.
Luna’s eyes shone the moment she saw her, her frailness from before replaced with a glow that made her
seem years younger.
“Welcome home, my darling.” Luna said softly, stepping forward with open arms.
Alina hesitated. The word home didn’t sit right on her tongue. She offered a small nod instead, polite but distant.
The staff had gathered in a neat line behind Luna and Darius, maids and butlers who looked genuinely emotional. “Welcome back, Miss Dahlia. They chorused, bowing slightly.
Luna’s smile widened, her eyes misting. “You see, everyone missed you.”
Alina gave a faint, forced smile. “Thank you, but call me Alina.” Her voice was calm, almost too calm…stripped
of warmth.
Luna didn’t seem to notice, too caught up in the relief of seeing her daughter safe and home again. She turned, gesturing eagerly toward the grand entrance. “Come, let’s get you settled. You must be exhausted from the flight.”
As they walked through the gilded doors, the familiar scent of vanilla and white lilies wrapped around Alina like a ghost of her childhood. Every painting, every ornate chandelier, every step on the marble floor tugged at something buried deep within her.
Luna led the small group through the hallway, chatting softly. “Your old room is still exactly how you left it. We couldn’t bear to change a thing.”
Her voice trembled, but her smile didn’t falter. “Even your dolls… the ones you used to dress up and line by the window, they’re all still there. Oh, Alina, you have no idea how much I prayed for this day.”
Alina’s gaze flickered to her mother briefly before drifting away. Her tone was cool, almost detached. “That’s… thoughtful of you.”
Luna faltered a bit but continued, determined to keep the mood light. “You must be starving, my love. I told the chef to prepare your favorites. There’s rosemary chicken, truffle pasta, and that chocolate mousse you used to steal from the kitchen at midnight.”
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Darius chuckled lightly “You made the whole kitchen panic that night. The head chef thought there was a
break–in
Alma’s lips curved slightly, but it wasn’t a real smile. “I’m not very hungry,” she said quietly. “Could someone jua show me to my room!”
Lana blinked, her brightness dimming for the first time. “Of course, sweetheart, but at least have some tea first-
“Later, Alina interrupted softly, eyes downcast. “Please.”
Darius exchanged a glance with Luna and nodded subtly to one of the maids. “Take her upstairs.”
As Alina followed, the soft click of her heels echoed down the grand staircase, like a hauntingly familiar sound in a house that hadn’t heard it for fifteen long years.
The maid pushed open the large double doors to her old room, and the moment Alina stepped inside, her breath caught.
It was untouched, preserved in time.
The same pale pink walls. The lace curtains. The shelves lined with porcelain dolls dressed in silk gowns. Even the small round table near the window, where tiny teacups were neatly arranged, waited as though expecting her return.
Her eyes moved around slowly, taking it all in.
A flicker of memory surged… laughter echoing through the room, her tiny hands arranging dolls by color, forcing a younger Damien to sit with a scowl as she poured imaginary tea into porcelain cups.
“Sit properly, Damien!” her younger voice rang in her head, light and commanding.
“I am sitting properly,” came the faint echo of his childish annoyance.
She almost smiled… almost.
“Do you remember?” Luna’s soft voice broke through the silence from behind.
Alina blinked, her face carefully blank again. “Just bits and pieces,” she murmured. “It’s… strange.”
Luna’s hopeful smile wavered. “That’s alright, sweetheart. Memories will come. What matters is you’re home now”
Alina turned slightly, meeting her mother’s gaze for a heartbeat before lowering her eyes. “I’d like to rest… if that’s alright.”
Luna’s expression fell, her shoulders tensing, “Oh… of course.” Her voice cracked faintly. “Of course, darling.”
Darius, who had been standing quietly by the doorway, opened his mouth. “Alina, if there’s anything-”
“Let her rest,” Damien interrupted gently, his voice calm but firm. He stepped forward, placing a hand on his
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mother’s shoulder. “She’s had a long trip. We can talk later.”
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