Chapter 38

• Crimson's eyes shifted to Celestine, who quietly watched him with an unreadable expression. “The baby reminds me of someone,” he mumbled, trying to convince himself that he was indeed imagining things.
• Celestine's brow furrowed. “What are you talking about? She's just a baby. All babies look alike. Look at the shape of her nose and her eyes. She definitely inherited those features from you.”
• He couldn't help but observe his daughter's features closely, tracing the resemblance back to his own face.