Chapter 36: Purple Hyacinths and Empty Promises

Dorian's POV

I stood at a distance, watching Seraphina kneel before Isolde's memorial corner. Her shoulders trembled as she whispered to our daughter's photograph. Such a display of emotion—so typical of her weakness. A month had passed since Isolde's death, yet she still clung to this excessive gr...

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