Chapter 11

About two hours later, Seraphina found herself back at Leandro’s front door.

From the entrance, she could see the garage, and Leandro’s car seemed to be missing. Just as she was about to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.

Karan was slinging a big bag over her shoulder, yelling back into the house as she stepped out, “You stay put, no running around, got it? Your dad will be home tonight!”

Mid–sentence, she turned her head and saw Seraphina standing at the doorway, looking taken aback and then annoyed, “Didn’t you already take off? Why are you back here?”

“Karan, I think I left something here, so I came back,” Seraphina replied with a smile, then glanced at Karan’s bag. “You heading out?”

Karan grimaced, adjusting her bag and grunting in response.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment before asking, “Can I go in and look for my stuff?”

Looking like she was pressed for time, Karan shot her an irritable glance, “Just go in and find whatever you need, and leave as soon as possible! And don’t go chattering with Valerio, gol it?”

Seraphina nodded promptly, “Alright, got it. Take care, Karan!”

With that, Karan hurried off, looking like she was indeed in a rush.

the table, working on a pile of art supplies. He

with a smile, but he quickly looked down and started to sketch more furiously.

no time. Despite having spent the night

to wait for Leandro. But how would he react when he

approached Valerio. He didn’t look at her but seemed to sense her

drawing?” Seraphina asked as she picked up the assignment brief from the

child to create a family album with the help of their parents, featuring a family

the family portrait four identical stick figures, big heads atop bodies made up of a few strokes

that the figures were supposed to represent Bruce, Gloria, Leandro, and Valerio himself. But it seemed like a crucial person was missing. However, the rough sketching didn’t seem to match the standard. one would expect from

Seraphina’s gaze, Valerio’s

kid. I haven’t drawn for seven years, and now I’m picking up a pencil

a chair next to Valerio, picked up a pencil, and quickly sketched out Bruce and Gloria. When it came to drawing Leandro, she

her and

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resembled Leandro.

empty spot on the paper, “Now

his brows furrowed in deep thought, but

from him, “Let me

truly beautiful, with flawless skin, dark hair, and bright, clear eyes. He

her long eyelashes casting a shadow on her

up at Valerio, she found him looking at her, his eyes full of curiosity. She patted his chin and said with a smile, “You’re such a looker, why are you so quiet? Girls your age aren’t usually into the silent type. How do you expect them to approach you if you don’t talk? Don’t you feel sad when the girl you like is always playing with other boys?”

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