ANMELA'S POV

"Yes. So that I can go with your place anytime."

I was again amazed by the beauty of his smile.

Why is it always like this? I could feel my heart beating because of those smiles of his. Nothing changed. I wondered if I could sense the same way even after how many years of staying by his side? I guessed, the feeling was the same.

"Is this your apartment?" Laurent looked around with nothing written on his face. I thought he would be gross or what, but I did not see it. Just a simple expression of studying the structure of my apartment. Like a usual visitor...