Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Seraphina had completely forgotten her and Leandro’s wedding anniversary, a lapse which might have been a deal-breaker for some. But after reluctantly giving him a present, not only did Leandro get over the oversight, he seemed genuinely delighted.

Two days later, the painting she had sketched was hanging in Leandro’s home office. It had been years since Seraphina had picked up a paintbrush, and her skills were admittedly rusty. Yet there it was, her casual doodle, taken seriously enough by him to be displayed on the wall. Seraphina felt embarrassed every time she looked at it, and after pestering Leandro for two days to take it down, he remained firm in his refusal.

With no choice but to temporarily let it be, Seraphina decided to bide her time, waiting for an opportunity to deal with the offending artwork.

Before they knew it, Christmas Day arrived, marking not just the holiday but also the wedding date for Bowen and Tania. Seraphina’s social circle seemed abuzz with the event; friends were live streaming from early morning, so by the time Seraphina and Leandro attended the evening reception, they’d already seen the day’s festivities play out online.

In the evening, the couple set out from their home toward the grand affair. The Martins were marrying off their daughter, and the venue was naturally the most upscale hotel ballroom in Sunburst City.

city’s elite were all attending. The wedding was a glittering affair, a

at the hotel, Seraphina and Leandro found the entrance swarming with reporters eager to snag an interview with the megastar Georgina. Knowing when to play it low-key, Georgina had dressed

attention to Leandro as he stepped out of the car. The former hotshot

paparazzi were in for a surprise. Usually, Seraphina would be dressed to the nines, stealing the spotlight wherever she went. But today, she was bundled up in a dark green coat, with what seemed like

as the photographers took in her conservative

a playful smile. “Come on, you’re not giving me any love

ventured, engaging her

Reynolds’

it that Mr. Reynolds didn’t want Mrs. Reynolds to dress too