Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

That night, Bowen should have been the busiest groom alive, bustling with the fervor of the grand reception. Yet, the moment Leandro and Seraphina made their entrance, the smile that once graced his face vanished, never to return.

Even as he occasionally exchanged pleasantries with the arriving guests, his laughter was faint, his eyes betraying a stormy gloom.

Before long, Bowen had slipped away from the entrance of the grand hall.

Simon Martin, mingling among the guests, keenly sensed Bowen’s absence. He promptly sent his assistant, Isaac, on a search mission.

Isaac scoured the place without any luck. Eventually, he knocked on the bridal suite, only to find Tania primping in front of a mirror, surrounded by a gaggle of bridesmaids, all immersed in merry banter.

The sudden appearance of Simon’s aide startled Tania, “What brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Isaac stammered, “I just came to see if you were ready, miss. I won’t disturb you ladies further.”

Knowing Tania’s inability to keep things under wraps, Isaac dared not divulge Bowen’s disappearance, fearing the chaos it might unleash. So, with a polite nod, he closed the door and retreated.

Just around the corner, Isaac nearly collided with Andrea. He hesitated for a split second before greeting her, “Miss Martin.”

Andrea simply nodded, “What are you doing here?”

Isaac furrowed his brow slightly and decided to speak up, “Miss, have you seen Mr. Smith?”

Andrea shook her head, asking, “He’s missing?”

“He was just at the entrance, welcoming guests,” explained Isaac. “He seemed to leave the banquet hall, and Mr. Martin sent me looking for him.”

Andrea showed little reaction, merely responding, “Carry on, then.”

With a quick acknowledgment, Isaac hurried off.

Andrea lingered, but then turned and stepped back into the banquet hall.

Andrea walked straight to the front, where indeed,

her, and

the crowd, “Your dress is a

with compliments, “Did you see

I miss him?” Seraphina replied, adjusting her

did you say to him?” Andrea inquired in

Seraphina couldn’t suppress a giggle,

indeed noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle disarray, a stark contrast

for this day; do

what you told him,”

“Whatever I said, it wouldn’t

an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed

Seraphina turned back to

Simon arrived at a room guarded

Martin,” Isaac greeted

simply nodded, eyeing the door behind

resting inside,”

another nod, Andrea stood by the door, the room’s soundproof walls concealing any conversation within. Yet, she chose

collar unbuttoned, sat slouched in an armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s phone, especially the last

Sandra betrayed him, rage and desire

not intended for her to conceive until everything settled.

pregnant, the irony

Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh and blood in Leandro’s grip, a

that wasn’t the most pressing issue.

alone? How would she protect

shouldn’t have cared, yet the thoughts

become?” Simon stood at the door,

his eyes

can break you like this. If I had known you were so fragile, what use would I have for