Just as the two—it was as if an eternity had passed, or maybe not even a single second.
"Melisa, Leo, come inside. Don't get cold staying outside," Aunt Eleanor's soft voice caught them off guard.
Melisa flinched slightly, and they both awkwardly broke free from each other, retracting their gaze.
Aunt Eleanor beckoned again from the door, and Melisa hurried inside.
As she rushed in, she turned back halfway, maybe because there was no fast response.
Leo was still there, gazing at her.
A blush crept up her cheeks as she hurried inside.
Leo watched her back disappear before following her in.
Aunt Eleanor scolded Leo in her mind for his lack of care while warming Melisa's cold hands with her own.
There was a look of conflict in Aunt Eleanor's eyes as she fell silent.
Leo, confused but with a sense of unease, softly asked,
"Mom, is something wrong?"
Aunt Eleanor looked at her son, then at her daughter-in-law. A soft smile appeared on her face.
"It's nothing."
