He nodded and casually slung his arm around her shoulders as they walked into the house together.
He executed his movements very smoothly without any hint of deliberation. It felt like they had always interacted in this manner.
Lissy Lock leaned against him. Despite the chilled night breeze, a warmth swelled within her.
Being deeply loved by John Fame rendered an indescribably wonderful and sweet feeling.
The moment John Fame drove into the villa, ironically, was when Skye Turner got her restriction lifted and gained freedom. Upon seeing the fleeting car lights outside the window, joy sprouted within her - John had returned!
Skye, without a second thought, sprinted downstairs. She was determined to find out exactly what had happened. Why had he suddenly confined her here on that day with such strict surveillance?
Yet, to her surprise, the first thing she saw upon entering the living room was a woman's silhouette. Skye sensed a familiar figure.
