Music Box in a Dream

Ian first took Mariang inside the house. When he turned on the lights in the dark living room, the bleak yet spacious room lit up brightly.

“Wow…….”

Amelia let out an admiring gasp as she slowly walked around the living room, which was much larger than she had imagined. Ian left her alone for the moment, took off his coat and tossed it onto the sofa, then came back with a large bottle of coffee from the fridge.

“So.”

Cold vapor billowed from the plastic bottle.

He sat on the sofa, took the three cups on the table, and poured coffee into them.

Mariang sat across from him. Seeing her elegantly straighten her dress, Amelia tried to do the same and took her seat beside Ian.

“Why did you suddenly show up without even contacting me? This is such an abrupt visit.”

“I had no way to contact you, so it couldn’t be helped. You never even gave me your contact information.”

“...Did I?”...