The Runaway Groom

It was already 10 AM.

After Zachary returned to his office after the meeting, he did not wait to turn on the monitor, which still showed various angles in his home. Luna was awake and had just finished her milk. Wendy had carried her out in the courtyard to bask in the soft sun.

There was a shed in the courtyard as well, making it a great place to bring a baby.

Luna's tiny clothes were being dried on the veranda nearby. Wendy washed everything by hand with a specialized detergent.

She was staring at the baby, holding a toy as she seemed to talk to herself.

"Are you full yet, baby?"

last night. That won't do— he's busy with work every day, so

sunbathing helps adjust your melatonin levels, and

was babbling, her little hand brushing

felt a weird sensation as he watched, though it

sighed before suddenly chuckling —Wendy was saying that for his benefit, was she

she was not lying when she

clock before heading out of the office—

were voices occasionally heard outside, though the mood in the company had generally been somber

and the clock was soon pointing at

go." She left, hurried through an alley and arrived outside a familiar shop. She whipped out her phone, making a call as she watched the alley. No one

and made a turn, and she saw a familiar figure to no