Chapter 168

• Later that night, Garret found himself in the sitting room with Lyssa. Lyssa, with her gentle touch, was massaging Garret's tired feet, easing away the stresses of the day. As she worked her magic, Garret closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh.
• "You know, Lyssa," Garret began, his voice quiet and reflective, "I remember my first love like it was yesterday. She was a young, naive virgin girl, full of innocence and wonder."
• Lyssa looked up, intrigued by his words, and encouraged him to continue.