Chapter 836

But then, an ethereal glow pierced the gloom.

He looked up, his heart skipping a beat, envisioning his mother’s outstretched arms.

A tender voice reached him.

“Hello, are you okay?”

He blinked against the light to see a girl standing before him, her presence like a soothing balm.

She was a peer in age, yet her simple beauty, framed by the morning’s golden hues, seemed otherworldly.

She was warmth incarnate, a seraph in the dim cellar.

Domenic’s consciousness was ebbing as he gazed emptily at the girl.

Her reassuring words, “I’ll find a way to get you out,” barely registered before she disappeared.

Left alone, despair closed in once more, but not for long.

The girl returned, extending a long stick towards him.

“Grab this, and I’ll hoist you out,” she promised.

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only hope, Domenic held fast as the girl pulled with surprising strength, freeing him from

sun’s embrace felt like a

Domenic, who remained

had an air of quiet handsomeness, but was not one

was a sight-dust clung to him, hair tousled,

was hidden beneath

seemed on the verge of

as she urged, “Come on, we need to get

her hair catching the wind, her presence a beacon

hint of fruit in

might have perished in the cellar’s chill,

Domenic’s eyes drifted shut, his

pang of regret struck Domenic as he reflected on his harshness towards Carole during the engagement

day’s events had stirred memories, softening

age, his mother instilled in him

woman of grace and kindness, imparting lessons of

prone on the floor, caught the change in Domenic’s expression, eyes wide with

me your word,” he implored, voice

I have no love for the cutthroat nature of our

simple, fleeting pleasures with no ambition to challenge

me with the means to lead a modest life, free of this strife, and I

will

was Herbert’s plea that snapped Domenic back to

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