Marrying the Man in the Dark

“Lucy!”

“Lucy!”

The villa’s door swung open, and Serafina and Soren dashed in, their excitement palpable.

They rushed forward, embracing Lucy one after the other. “Long time no see.”

“Lucy! I missed you so much!”

Trailing behind the two children, four-and-a-half-year-old Alexis greeted Lucy politely and gentlemanly. “Lucy, hello.”

His soft, slightly mature voice tugged at Lucy’s heartstrings.

She smiled softly, squatting down to observe the little boy before her.

With his round face and distinct features, he radiated with childhood innocence. His dark eyes, framed by long, curly lashes, held a clarity and purity that captivated her.

Lucy gazed at the little boy before her, resembling a porcelain doll with his innocent features, evoking a gentle smile on her lips.

“You have a remarkable resemblance to me when I was your age,” Lucy remarked, her tone soft yet contemplative.

to be wise in your decisions,” she advised, offering guidance

peace with your siblings,” she urged, voicing

expressing her heartfelt wishes for his happiness

farewell, Lucy rose to her feet

remained rooted in place, silently observing her

in a khaki windbreaker, Lucy’s long hair trailed behind her as she opened the door.

hair, lending her an air of desolate yet

This…

the motherly image Alexis had often

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Godmother is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, besides

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her brow. “I

the car, Cherise returned to retrieve it after the children entered the

she unexpectedly bumped into Lucy.

recognition dancing in

by Damien’s mention of Lennon, prevented her from engaging in deep conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only brief greetings, “Cherise,” before

departure, struggling to