Ever since the day she was taken to donate blood, Seraphina had not appeared again.
Elara said Seraphina had probably gone traveling, eager to spend the large sum of money she had received.
Julian did not believe she was someone who enjoyed traveling. During their three years of marriage, she had rarely even left the house.
Yet he could not deny that she loved money.
Late at night, Julian stood before the floor-to-ceiling window. For the hundredth time, he picked up his phone and tapped on the familiar number.
But just before pressing the call button, he hesitated. What would he even say? The last thing she wanted was a call from him.
The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.
A woman's hands wrapped around him from behind, covering his eyes as she whispered teasingly in hi
