Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Seraphina could never have guessed that, after eight long years, Leandro’s promise to “grow old together” would still echo in her ears as if it were just yesterday.

How had she responded back then? She hadn’t. Overcome with shyness, she couldn’t find her voice.

Just then, an empty taxi happened to pass by. Noticing the couple on the side of the road, the driver pulled over willingly.

Seraphina quickly slipped her hand out of Leandro’s and hurried into the taxi.

Her cheeks were aflame, and in the presence of the stranger driving, she dared not look back at Leandro. Seeing her flustered state, he didn’t press further. Instead, he told the driver, “Buddy, it’s starting to snow. Drive safe, and don’t let her get a scratch.”

“Don’t worry,” the driver responded with a nod, “I’ve been behind the wheel for twenty years. Safety is my middle name!”

Leandro then gave Seraphina another glance and asked, “You’ll be back early tonight?”

“I’ll return in the afternoon,” Seraphina quickly replied.

Leandro chuckled softly, said no more, and stepped aside.

The taxi pulled away slowly. Seraphina didn’t dare to look at Leandro until they were some distance away. Then, ever so cautiously, she edged closer to the window to glimpse back at where he stood.

spot, unmoving, as the snow began to fall thicker. The snowflakes settled in his hair, a makeshift emblem of their

she realized it

slim they would

the present, Seraphina was about to help Valerio into the car when she noticed Leandro’s vehicle was

car?” she

show tonight; the street’s closed,” Leandro explained. “I

paused for a

over,”

raised her eyes to

could look away,

his own scarf and wrapping

cold,”

safe than sorry,” Leandro insisted, allowing no

stood aside, grinning foolishly as

and then pulled his hood over his

donning the hood,

showed such excitement. Whether it was the snowfall or the rare moment of them being