Chapter 1278
Sitting on a weathered wooden bench by the lake, Thalassa leaned into
Lysander’s side, her gaze meeting that of her mother, Evelyn, who sat opposite.
Lysander’s presence was so commanding that even as Evelyn tried to focus on
Thalassa, her peripheral vision kept betraying her, drawn to the man beside her
daughter.
A shiver of discomfort ran through Evelyn as her eyes unintentionally brushed
past Lysander. Quickly, she averted her gaze to the calm waters of the lake,
trying to find solace in the scenery. Weeping willows draped their tendrils across
moored boats, their wispy branches comically resembling toupees on balding
dolls. It was a sight both enchanting and amusingly quaint.
Evelyn's attention was caught by a modest fishing boat bobbing not far off, its
silhouette against the shimmering river. Suddenly, with the grace of a dancer, a
fish leaped from the lake, arcing perfectly through the air before landing on the
very boat Evelyn had been observing.
The fisherman, who'd been dozing in wait for the right moment to haul in his nets,
was jolted awake by the slap of the fish against his cheek. Bursting into laughter,
he exclaimed, “Well, ain't that the luck! A catch while napping, that's some fine
fortune!” With glee, he scooped up the fish and secured it in his bucket.
Evelyn, who had been so engrossed in the scene, couldn't help but let out a
laugh. It had been ages since she had witnessed
Such a vivid slice of life, and the moment swept the clouds from her mood like
sunlight through a clearing mist.
Thalassa watched her mother laugh-a true, heartfelt laugh-and she felt a warm
sense of relief. She had brought Evelyn on this little getaway to lift her spirits,
fearing that too much time spent cooped up in Starhaven might lead her down a
dark path again. After a past suicide attempt, Thalassa couldn't bear the thought
of a second.
As Thalassa smiled, a strong arm wrapped around her shoulder, pulling her
gently into a broad and sturdy chest. The subtle scent of sandalwood from the
man’s body enveloped her, a fragrance so familiar it caught her off-guard. Her
heart skipped a beat, and she found herself holding her breath, overwhelmed by
the intimacy of the moment.
Countless nights had been spent in the embrace of such a chest, surrounded by
this comforting scent. Now, that same scent filled her lungs in the open air,
triggering memories of their shared slumber.
Without pushing him away-after all, it was just a simple hug and nothing more-
Thalassa accepted silently. Her heart fluttered as she inadvertently locked eyes
with Callum, who sat across from them. His gaze was clouded with a melancholic
shadow. His previously warm eyes now seemed to carry a chill that mirrored the
cool breeze brushing against their skin.
Chapter 1278
Just as she was about to speak, Callum looked away, mimicking Evelyn's retreat
to the lake's calming scenery. The air somehow felt cold to Callum, a reflection of
his internal frost. A once ardent heart felt as if it had been covered in ice, the
discomfort instant and
unsettling.
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He must be feeling what Leopold had
felt, Callum thought, seeing Thalassa
with Lysander so closely. No,
perhaps even worse-a torment so
profound it felt like a living death, for
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Callum'’s gaze may have been on the
landscape, but his heart was like the
chilly water beneath the boats-cold
and undisturbed, unable to be
warmed despite the motion around it.
A heavy weight pressed upon his
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Thalassa had only glanced at Callum
for a moment before he averted his
gaze. She lowered her lashes, veiling
the heaviness in her eyes. The
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