Maggie’s heart raced. The happiness she was feeling seemed almost too good to be true. She feared it might be a fleeting moment of bliss.

As the trio was about to enter Sanford’s private room, a tentative temale voice echoed from behind.

“Sanford?”

Sanford came to a halt, pulling Maggie closer into his embrace.

Catching a glimpse of his subtly changing expression, Maggie turned around, intrigued.

A woman stood behind them, donning a flowing white dress, her long hair dancing in the breeze.

face was oval-shaped, her eyes radiating warmth and

an air of refinement

Was she…?

leisurely pace, the woman softly called

Sanford turned around,

it’s been a

locked eyes with him, tears welling

ages, Sanford. You’ve become even

grinned, breaking the tension.

replied, her gaze

to speak; yet she hesitated, as if there

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