Chapter 165

Maeve's POV

It was getting late at night, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, I got up, looking out the window to enjoy the night view.

Buster was sprawling lazily under the cherry tree, stretching out and pawing the ground.

The cherry blossoms rained down like gentle confetti, blanketing the ground in a soft layer of petals.

It was supposed to bring me inner