He knew, she had completely forgotten to hide just now.
These days, he watched as she carefully maintained a facade of calmness.
But the moment Wyatt Yardley fell, all her disguises instantly collapsed.
This loss of composure was something she had never shown before him.
Kaelan Hawthorne pressed the wound on his waist, his mind constantly replayed the scene of Seraphina Caldwell rushing towards Wyatt Yardley.
Her steps were so urgent, almost stumbling as she rushed over.
When she knelt beside Wyatt, her fingers trembled and her voice was unsteady.
For that instant, her eyes knew only him.
He lowered his eyes, not wanting anyone to see the complex emotions in them.
She was very skilled in using water to heal wounds.
It was a skill only close ones were allowed to see.
But this time, she used it without hesitation.
Such tension, he had never possessed.
He once thought silence was also a form of companionship.
