A family that could whirl in peace under its own hands. After all, similar to her family, he too had only considered the profits and losses.
So now, as he was the one who caused this, he was no better than her family as well.
"Seraphina."
He gently stroked her cheek. The soft cheeks were quite hollow as she couldn't really eat much. He didn't hate the small bumps on her body.
In fact, it was very pleasing to see her pupils reflecting himself as they talked face to face. He had a separate bedroom to himself, but he would always seek out her bedroom every day, seeking solace in her presence even if she was unconscious.
It became a habit, a routine he couldn't break.
Their time was still short, but she already had an influence on him, a significant and undeniable impact on his life and emotions. He couldn't quite place when it had started, but her presence had slowly become essential to him.
