( hiatus. )

   a glance darted his way; one of warmth and adoration. the food was ordered, and kiara stepped in to help with the preparations. it may just be a normal week night, but they had to seize any chance they could get at spending time together. “look at you showing off your romantic sides. how lucky am i.” the brunette ended up by the bar, retrieving a bottle of vine they could open, just for tonight. any means necessary to set the mood, right?

   the girl blinked as she digested the little tale, her lips a hybrid of amusement and confusion; why would he ever run away from home when he had everything? was it her grandfather’s death, or something much more trivial? “are you serious? dad, you were such a rebel!” kiara teased while still trying it imagine it; one would never have guessed if one were to pass him on the street, that was for sure. “what about mom? i thought you guys fell in love at my age?” she had almost forgotten about the pizza as curiosity replaced that dull ache of hunger. as soon as they got through the doors to their home, kiara planted herself on the sofa before grabbing a piece of pizza — just to feed herself a slice while waiting for the rest of the story.

    “we’re just used to different things, don’t worry. you can relax all you want, but i’m gonna rock this wedding planning.” maybe she wanted to prove herself once again; or maybe she just wanted it over with so she could focus on her exams. even if he chose to help out, they had folders upon folders to inspect before they could make a united decision about anything. oh well, that was the prize for the title as wife and husband.

   eyes opened slowly after having him positioning her; she trusted him enough for such a task. blinking a bit disoriented, kiara looked from one corner to another, from the roof to the floor before turning to face her tutor. “wow, this is...this is awesome.” the girl grinned with enthusiasm, a giggle bubbling within her chest as she explored his hideout. she probably touched stuff she shouldn’t, but that was not of importance in this moment.

 “i thought you had managed to bury that grudge, dad. do you still believe, now that he has done his sentence, that there is NO chance of him having changed? really?” kiara was merely asking skeptically rather than critiquing his feelings. she understood his rage, his pain — but that was their golden difference; she was able to put feelings aside in favor of rational thought. that might prove a bit harder for her dear father.