Atticus' POV:
Eloise was now walking toward another painting. There were still many people in front of her. And Soren went over as well.
"Atticus?" Lisa's voice rang in my ears.
But I was not in the mood to think about it now.
All I could think about was Eloise. I had to make her tell me the truth. After all, we were still married.
I recognized this person. He had appeared in this area before, but we were all very young then.
However, as a human, he had left a long time ago.
Besides, what was the relationship between him and Eloise now?
Before I could react, I had already squeezed through the crowd and was standing next to Eloise.
Eloise looked at me in surprise.
Her breathing quickened, and so did mine. This was the sign of meeting a mate. If we let this situation continue, we'd soon be like last time, leaning against one another.
