Matilda and Lillian turned back and caught sight of the pair standing under the villa's front porch. The soft lighting cast a cool silver glow over them, like moonlight dusting their shoulders, making both of their features stand out like something out of a painting. Honestly, they looked like they walked right out of a fairytale.
For a second, Matilda blinked, almost thinking she was seeing her own son and daughter-in-law again.
Broderick had always had that striking face and quiet charisma-normally, anyone stood next to him would get overshadowed in a heartbeat. But now, with Leslie by his side? She didn't fade in comparison at all. If anything, their presence together was downright magnetic-like they were made for each other.
Matilda felt something stir in her chest.
Ever
