Sir Ares, Goodnight

The exact same eyebrows.

The exact same tenderness.

The exact same beautiful eyes and the same radiant smile!

The exact same youth and liveliness-so beautiful that it was impossible to be absorbed all at once!

She looked just like a sculpture that had frozen in time!

He needed to admit that such an exquisite beauty had taken his breath away.

For some reason, he felt really happy when he saw this woman's face. It was as if the scorching sun had melted the winter's ice and snow.

Jay stood there in a daze.

As a wise and careful man, he surmised that the reason he was able to draw Angeline's bare face out of thin air was that she existed in his memory.

Marilyn entered the room with the Tiger in her arms. When she noticed Jay staring blankly at a portrait, she walked over curiously.

she blurted out in astonishment, "Isn't this the blind woman we

gaze moved to the pair of eyes on the portrait. Those were a pair of extraordinary and lively eyes, fascinating anyone with their brilliant glow and vibrant

However...

the portrait

brows. He felt a pang in

portrait that he did not even notice the brimming

knocked the easel over to the ground and yelled at Jay, "Tell me,

pupils as he reached out to

at Marilyn only to be pierced

he was having had fallen into place. The fairy in the painting was not his wife, whereas the lonely and helpless woman standing in front of him

spoke with a hint of ingratiation, "That was my

streaming down her face, she said while choking with sobs, "I'm going

went into the kitchen in silence to make dinner for Jay

slumped on the couch

life seemed to

four dishes-a bowl of chili roasted pepper salad, a plate of fries, a plate of fried pierogi, and grilled pepper steak. Jay grabbed the cutleries only to put them

made it a point to remember

time he ate with