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.

spread of a hundred tables, Andrea walked straight to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro

those around her, and upon spotting Andrea, she

Andrea joined her away from the crowd, “Your dress

concerned with compliments, “Did you see Bowen

I miss him?” Seraphina replied,

did you say to him?” Andrea inquired in a low

couldn’t suppress a giggle,

Martin family in a state of

this day; do they really think he’d ditch her

what you told

eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I said, it wouldn’t shake

accompanied by an assistant. Seraphina

disappear, Seraphina turned

and Simon arrived at a room guarded

Isaac greeted

door behind

resting inside,” Isaac

soundproof walls concealing any

in an armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images

he had done. That night, after Sandra betrayed him,

for her to conceive until

pregnant, the irony

son as a pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh and blood in Leandro’s grip, a tether always

the most pressing

could she manage alone? How would she

have cared, yet

stood at the door, his gaze icy as he beheld

move, his eyes fixed outside,

simple words from a woman can break you like this. If I had known you were