Of course, even if you want to go through with it, let’s wait until after the New Year. Everyone deserves to celebrate in peace. If you stir up a divorce now, who can truly enjoy the festivities?
With these words, he turned to leave.
But just before turning away, he couldn’t help himself and added, No matter the issues between you and Lysander, your mother-in-law has always been good to you. For her sake, let everyone have a peaceful New Year.
Having said his piece, he exited through the café’s back door to avoid running into that troublesome son of his.
…
Upstairs, Mila sat alone.
She quietly folded the divorce papers and glanced down at the lively trio below, who seemed like a perfect family. A sad smile crept onto her face, filled with an inexplicable sense of melancholy.
Everyone urged her to be patient, to ensure a happy New Year for others.
But what about her?
How would she and her great-aunt spend their New Year?
Who would ensure it was a joyful time for them?
…
Mila drove along the road to her studio, nestled in Maplewood Grove.
Halfway there, her phone rang with Roland on the line. She was surprised he still reached out to her. After exchanging pleasantries, he mentioned wanting to make up for the awkward family gathering by inviting her out for dinner.
Mila recalled her great-aunt’s warnings about the Lockwood family, a clan with a reputation she neither could nor wanted to entangle with, so she politely declined.
The call went silent for a moment before Roland’s warm laugh came through, Ms. Sutherland, do you remember the old acquaintance I mentioned last time? He’s arriving tomorrow at the latest. Aren’t you interested in catching up?
Mila’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. After a few seconds, she responded, Mr. Lockwood, the past is behind us. I want to start anew and have no desire to dredge up old ties. It would only bring unnecessary trouble.
The past should remain buried.
Whoever had thoughtfully decorated the area had even hung a candle on her door.
Curious, Mila looked around.
Her curiosity was soon satisfied when she noticed the villa across the street, newly sold, was also adorned with the same adorable animal candles, shining brightly from within.
She recalled that the villa’s new owner was a recently returned academic from abroad.
Had they already moved in?
This new neighbor seemed quite the romantic, not only decorating their home with festive candles but also extending the cheer to her place. Perhaps they thought her entrance looked too bare.
Their kindness had certainly brightened her mood.
With the candle in hand, Mila walked briskly towards the opposite villa, eager to express her gratitude.