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.

was oval-shaped, her

was an air

Was she…?

a leisurely pace, the woman

turned around, regaining

it’s been a

with him, tears welling up in her

ages, Sanford. You’ve become even

tension. “How

Jaelyn replied,

to speak; yet she hesitated, as if

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