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.

wise in your decisions,” she advised, offering

peace with your

always,” Lucy concluded, expressing her heartfelt

her farewell, Lucy rose

place,

long hair trailed behind her as she

tousled her hair, lending her an air of desolate yet intellectual charm.

This…

Alexis had often imagined in

thought, he

contrast to the innocent and charming Cherise, he found himself drawn to Lucy’s

Godmother

nodded in agreement. “So… does your Godmother have

furrowed her brow. “I

car, Cherise returned to

return, she unexpectedly

in her eyes, though

conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only brief greetings, “Cherise,” before briskly walking towards

departure, struggling to regain her