Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

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.

on a pile of art supplies. He looked at

quickly looked down

symbolic stroll upstairs and was back down in no time. Despite having spent the night here, her recorder had always been in

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

at her but seemed to sense her approaching, his

as she picked up the assignment brief from

album with the help of their parents, featuring a family portrait and individual pages for each

four identical stick figures, big heads atop bodies

Leandro, and Valerio himself. But it seemed like a crucial person was missing. However, the rough

Valerio’s

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

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

for a moment before accepting the pencil from her and copying her style to

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resembled Leandro.

her gaze and pointed to the last empty spot on the paper, “Now

held the pencil, his brows furrowed in deep thought,

the pencil from him, “Let me help you.”

cupped Valerio’s chin, studying the little boy in front of her. Valerio was truly beautiful, with flawless skin, dark hair, and bright, clear eyes. He looked a lot like his

her long eyelashes casting a shadow on

said with a smile, “You’re such a looker, why are you so quiet? Girls your age aren’t usually