"Uh..." Thalassa was caught off guard, her breath stolen before she could react. She was startled at first, but then her body relaxed, melting into his embrace as she reciprocated the kiss. Lysander cradled the back of her head, deepening the kiss, savoring the sweet taste of her lips, that long-missed, intoxicating sweetness that drove him wild.

After dropping Lydia off at Dr. Funke's clinic, Alaric drove Hertha home.

On the way, Alaric couldn't wait to discuss their future plans with Hertha.

"Hertha, Thalassa and Lysander have already gone home. When do we get our marriage license?" Alaric asked, stealing glances at Hertha while he drove.

"Focus on the road, will you? Haven't you learned anything from that car accident last time?" Hertha crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at Alaric from the back seat.

"Alright, we'll talk about it when we get home," Alaric said, meek as a lamb, heeding Hertha's words.

The rest of the journey was silent.

Alaric drove quietly.

Soon, they arrived at the parking lot of Gulfstream Community.

Hertha got out first, striding towards the building. Alaric quickly locked the car and followed.

"Hertha, when can

that had been

"That was my mom who

I made it happen! I brought the household register!"

who agreed, maybe you should marry her." Hertha's words left Alaric

see your mom, to make her keep her promise

exasperated, "I've never

then, the elevator arrived, and Hertha walked out

swiftly, "I'm shamelessly persistent because I'm sticking with you, what are you going to do

it open and walking in as

"Why do

get the household register, and now you're getting cold feet!"

see who's really being shameless here,"

Hertha and

source of

Kimberly walking over

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