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.

decisions,” she advised,

with your siblings,” she urged,

expressing her heartfelt wishes for his happiness and

Lucy rose

remained rooted in place, silently observing her

a khaki windbreaker, Lucy’s long hair trailed behind her as she

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

This…

the motherly image Alexis had often imagined in

he contemplated Lucy’s departure.

Cherise, he found himself drawn to

Serafina beamed proudly, standing before Alexis. “My Godmother is the most beautiful woman I’ve

in agreement. “So… does your

her brow.

the car, Cherise returned to retrieve

unexpectedly bumped

Lucy, a flicker of recognition dancing in her eyes, though she

Lennon, prevented her from engaging in deep conversation with Cherise. Instead, she exchanged only brief greetings, “Cherise,” before

watched Lucy’s departure, struggling to regain her composure.