Chapter 395

Valerio’s bedroom was quiet, the only illumination coming from a small bedside lamp casting a soft glow on Seraphina’s slumbering face.

Leandro stood in the doorway, momentarily stunned as he took in the sight. It had been so long since he had last seen her sleep peacefully.

Quietly, he made his way to the bed and settled himself on the edge.

As soon as he sat down, Seraphina moved, her eyes fluttering open.

At the sight of him, her expression was dazed, slowly giving way to clarity. Yet she remained in bed, lazily mumbling, “Oh, it’s you…”

Her tone was languid, devoid of any emotion, yet for some reason, Leandro found himself asking, “Disappointed?”

Seraphina glanced at him, still half-asleep, before muttering, “What’s there to be disappointed about? I saw it coming.”

“What did you see coming?”

“Your son,” she replied. “He’s been acting strange lately. I knew he was up to something, that little rascal.”

Leandro paused before responding, “And you didn’t stop him?”

“I didn’t have the energy, Seraphina confessed, burrowing deeper into the covers. “Leandro, do you know how exhausting it is to look after a child all day?

I thought I had plenty of energy, but compared to him, I feel old… I can’t keep up…”.

With a yawn, she closed her eyes once more, appearing ready to return to sleep.

Leandro remained seated on the bed, silently watching her for a while.

It was a long time before Seraphina moved again, her eyes remaining closed as if she had fallen back asleep.

Leandro finally stood up, his hand gently brushing her hair away from her face before he turned to leave.

moved to exit, Seraphina’s

you leaving already?”

to look at her. “What else should I

watched his departing figure for a moment before chuckling, “Your son went to all that

at her, his gaze deep

tired.” he asked, his voice low.

of Seraphina’s face was hidden by the covers, but she sighed softly in response. “Since when has whether I’m tired or not mattered? When has anyone cared

words, though light-hearted, held a deeper

was not a fool; he understood her perfectly, and he didn’t

undid a couple of buttons on his shirt. Then, he scooped Seraphina into his arms and carried her out of

closed behind them with a soft click, sealing them off from the rest

of how many early mornings it had been.

their work schedules, they often found themselves meeting late at night, and having intimate moments until the early hours of the morning.

the early morning could stretch on

Especially tonight.

Tonight was different.

son’s true parentage had

though he was not a product of

past that might not have been pleasant, but was important

son’s existence was important.

unhinged, and Seraphina, ever

body against his made it impossible for Leandro to let her go. Seraphina lay contentedly in his arms, too

lay in silence, neither of them

while, Leandro broke the silence.

looked up at him in surprise.

of a young couple from Velvetwood’s Chinatown. Bowen

expected,

come to terms with the abandonment of children

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