Chapter 62 Short-lived Happiness

• I was baffled at how I sought Zayne and his acknowledgement more than anything else in the world, as if he was the shore I require.
• His one praise was enough to soothe me and brighten my day as I was following his trails, refusing to interact with another person.
• “Mrs. Nightwood, your husband is not going anywhere. Relax.” One teased us when they saw my attachment, especially the glow on my face after he removed the choker.