Recap

A crackle from the fireplace could be heard. Then the flames twirled and it became dark red almost like blood. The flame then took its shape into a figure on a man. His burning boots did not burned the red carpet. His steps slowly apporaches to the bed. "You're overworked again." He sat next to her on the bed. "And now you're burning sick." He touches her forehead, his electric orange eyes turned red. He lie on the bed next to her and pulled her close to him, her body stopped shivering. "You still listen to our favourite music." He her hair and leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead and lips before disappearing.

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"Fany ar~ You still can continue tomorrow." You told her.

"I have abit more to finish. Unnie just go ahead and sleep." Fany says.

"Alright. Nite." you wishes her and head to your room.

Fany love decorating rooms and every piece of furniture have a touch of pink, which is her favourite colour."And we're all set." she happily praised herself as she set the last piece of cloth on the buffet table. She happily took pictures of her artwork and sat on the livingroom sofa. She scans through one by one but her eyes slowly starts to close.

A figure grabs a fallen pink cloth on the wooden floor. He folded it neatly and placed it on the black sofa. "I see Pink is still your favourite." He broke into a smile. He twirled her long brown hair with his fingers. "I missed arguing with you..."