Slipping into the house quietly, Zane closed the door behind him, a light purple-colored gift box and a chic Kraft box balanced in one hand.
He sauntered further into the space, taking in the beautiful, cozy interior that glowed with her presence in the air, wrapping around him like a soothing cloak he had always craved… and somehow lost.
He moved to the low table where her gifts were piled, placing his own box beside them before straightening his spine. A small bookshelf caught his attention, where he spotted photos of her—smiling with Annabelle, Eloise, Noah, and… Sean.
She clutched her medal and bouquets, looking radiant in a way that lingered. His lips curved into a faint smile at her solo photo on the podium beside the success plaque.
Finally, he moved toward her bedroom door. He turned the knob as his eyes, heavy with a storm of mixed emotions, fell straight upon Selina, snoozing peacefully beneath the sheets.
Her face was covered with a facial skincare mask.
