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.

portrait, she blurted out in astonishment, "Isn't this

moved to the pair of eyes on the portrait. Those were a pair of extraordinary and lively

However...

the portrait were

brows. He felt a pang in his

so focused on the portrait that he did not even notice the

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

hidden fury flashed across Jay's pupils as

to be pierced by her

all the unrealistic illusions he was having had fallen into place. The fairy in the painting was not his wife, whereas the lonely and helpless woman standing in

spoke with a hint of ingratiation, "That was my first time meeting

face, she said while choking with sobs, "I'm going to make us

put the child on the bed and went into the kitchen

on the couch

peaceful life seemed

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

had never made it a point to

flashback of the time he ate with Angeline. She would constantly be aware of