Alexis allowed herself a moment of reassurance before she closed her eyes.

Initially tense, she gradually relaxed into the curve of his shoulder as fatigue set in.

Leonel watched her peaceful expression; it lacked the youthful glow of earlier years but was still undeniably beautiful.

He couldn’t resist tracing his fingers softly across her face.

Time passed quietly, and he leaned in, pressing his cheek to hers, a sensation of rediscovery washing over him.

This moment, he knew, would imprint on his memory forever.

When Alexis awoke later that afternoon, the bed beside her was empty.

Sounds of laughter and conversation drifted up from downstairs, the children’s voices mingling with Leonel’s.

Alexis abruptly sat up, her gaze drawn to the window where the fading sunset marked the onset of night.

How long had she been asleep?

At that moment, the door creaked open and Leonel entered.

met, Alexis still groggy from her

crib to

almost seven,”

still asleep, so I went to pick

Alexis merely nodded.

silence,

“I’ve already eaten.

between

brushed back her long brown hair

then let’s head down for

Leonel interjected, “Stay

raining, and the downstairs feels

a pause,

baby’s room wasn’t ideal for long stays

servants move the crib into their main

left, Leonel scooped

are you doing?” she protested, tugging at his

“Put me down.

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