A Cue For Happiness

Natalie froze. “Who is it?”

“It’s me.” A familiar voice she hadn’t heard in a long time rang in her ears.

“S-Samuel?” She blinked in disbelief.

“Yes, it’s me.”

“What are you doing here?” Her voice was tiny and sullen.

“Didn’t I say not to draw attention to yourself when I’m not around?” he questioned her in a deep voice. There was a tinge of resignation mixed in it. “You really turned a deaf ear to my words.”

“I didn’t.”

He pressed his large hand on the top of her head. “In that case, why are there so many people waiting for you, hmm?”

Despite the accusation, his voice was filled with an indescribable sense of affection.

“Not all of them are men-”

lips. “You belong to

as she listened to him. However, for some reason, she would feel at ease when he was around,

she was engrossed in her thoughts, he asked

“Yes.” She nodded subconsciously.

I only take what’s mine with me,” he paused before continuing, “And I’ll

repeatedly in her mind, he grabbed her hand and pulled

but darkness since the jacket was still covering

hand holding her tiny one. It felt warm and comforting as if he

other way to navigate her

he gave her also

so zoned out that she accidentally tripped herself.

tsk, tsk…” Suddenly, he

don’t want to fall, you better hold me tight and don’t let go,” he cautioned in a whisper before resuming his

wrapped her arms around him as a faint blush surfaced on

for the jacket around her head,

that, he whisked

they couldn’t see what exactly had happened. They