Marrying the Man in the Dark

Soren was taken aback by Serafina’s bold confidence. He scoffed, “I doubt it.”

Serafina pouted, ready to retaliate, when a sharp knock at the door silenced her.

Before Beckham could speak, Serafina quickly adopted Soren’s bossy demeanor and interrupted him. “Hey, Ren, door duty! Grandpa and I are busy!”

Soren glared at her. With a grumbling sigh, he abandoned his Rubik’s Cube and made his way to the door.

The door swung open to reveal Cherise and Damien, carrying bags of groceries.

Cherise and Damien entered, burdened with groceries. “Ren! We haven’t seen our little man since yesterday!” Cherise exclaimed, embracing him.

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Soren squirmed in her arms, grumbling, “Ms. Shaw, you’re practically an adult can we skip the baby talk? It’s embarrassing.”

Cherise was stunned.

Damien burst into laughter and dropped his bags. “Right on

could asking her son if he missed her

Serafina’s braid neatly tied with a bright

the ingredients Damien was carrying, a smile spreading across her

dinner! We haven’t had one in ages. Damien decided to cook and

paused

you missed my cooking?” a sweet voice had said to him while they were grocery shopping earlier.

Damien glanced at the woman humming happily beside him as she continued, “Whoa, it’s way past eleven! Let’s grab some essentials

noticed a pattern. All the ingredients were for dishes he knew the ones she loved, the ones he cooked flawlessly.

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that she was scheming something, and voila! This woman had set a trap and