SOPHIA’S POV
My arms were still wrapped around myself while Zade walked ahead to his car. My heart had finally started to calm down after the fear of climbing down the rope, but there was still something unsettled inside me.
Everything that had happened tonight felt like too much, like my emotions had been stretched too far in too many directions. I didn’t know what to think anymore, and maybe that was why I didn’t stop him when he opened the passenger door for me.
“Get in,” he said simply. His voice was calm.
I hesitated for just a second before getting into the car. Zade walked around and got into the driver’s seat, starting the engine without saying anything else.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
As the car pulled away, I leaned my head against the window, watching the streets pass by. The city looked different at night. The usual noise was gone. The streetlights were on.
“Where exactly are we going?” I asked after a while.
“The old town,” Zade replied. His eyes were still fixed on the road. “There’s a night market there. It’s still open.”
I nodded. I didn’t ask anything else. I didn’t feel like talking much, and he didn’t push me to. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable.
After some time, the surroundings began to change. The roads became narrower and the buildings got older.
Zade slowed the car and parked at the side of the road.
“We’re here,” he said.
I stepped out of the car and immediately felt the difference. The night market was alive. Soft lantern lights hung above the streets, glowing against the dark sky. There some small stalls at both sides of the road, filled with all kinds of things - handmade crafts, food, small decorations, and trinkets. People moved around, talking, laughing, and browsing.
For a moment, I just stood there, taking it all in. The place was beautiful.
“It’s... nice,” I admitted quietly.
Zade glanced at me “Good,”
We started walking together, side by side, moving through the crowd. The atmosphere was completely different from everything I had experienced earlier. It felt lighter and calmer.
I found myself slowing down as I looked at the stalls. There were so many small, beautiful things. Each one was unique in its own way. My eyes noticed the handmade jewelry, painted fans, and carvings.
“This place feels... peaceful,” I said softly, more to myself than to him.
“It is,” Zade replied. “That’s why I brought you here.”
I didn’t respond right away. Instead, I let myself focus on the moment. For the first time that night, my chest didn’t feel as tight.
We stopped at one of the stalls, where small ornaments were displayed neatly on a wooden table. They were simple but beautifully made. My attention was immediately drawn to one in particular.
It was a small waterwheel ornament. When the vendor gently turned it, it spun slowly. I loved it.
“It’s beautiful,” I said without thinking.
Zade noticed immediately. He picked it up then looked at me “You like it?”
I nodded “It’s simple, but... it feels calming.”
Without saying anything else, he turned to the vendor. “We’ll take it.”
I blinked, surprised. “Wait, no - you don’t have to-”
“It’s fine,” he said, cutting me off before I could finish.
“I didn’t say I wanted it,” I added quickly.
“You don’t have to say it. I can see it.”
I opened my mouth to argue, but then stopped. There was no point. His expression made it clear he had already decided.
A few moments later, he handed it to me.
I hesitated before taking it. The ornament felt light in my hands.
“...Thank you,” I said quietly, and I meant it.



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