Chapter 4

In a dark room, Kim stood in a long white gown, walking amid a crowd of people who wore only red in their handheld red peonies. The movement of the room was gentle as they danced to the rhythm of soft music. Their smiles were bright and warm staring at her.

"Kim?" Ava called. Kim turned over and held a glass of champagne, and with a smile, she took them from Ava while Ava took her hands and slowly pinned her. Kim giggled and paused when her eyes caught a familiar face staring at her. Those eyes were filled with warmness and excitement. Letting go of Ava's hand, she grasped her glass, and her heart skipped.

Her breath was ragged, and for a few seconds, he was gone, lost in the crowd. Kim glanced around, searching to find him, and suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. Kim swallowed and turned around.

"Kimimela," he called. Her eyes closed briefly, and she let out a soft breath.

"Miran?" She called and gulped.

His smi