53. Violet Trap II

(Edwards POV)

I gently stroked the head of my wife who was sleeping relaxed in my lap, Seeing how Violet was now very comfortable and she occasionally hummed a little.

Saying nothing more, we chose to remain silent and enjoy everything as it was before. Am I stupid? Or did violet really change?

For the first time being able to feel the morning air with my wife, hugging her and we looked at each other every now and then. His pale face and sad eyes made me wonder if I could stay away from his life?

"Edwards? Can I bid you farewell?" Violet took my hand, she began to move her body which had been lying on her lap.

"Farewell? Who will a part? Why are you saying things like this? Explain to me." I held his hand, kissing the cold hand gently. I'm not happy to hear what my wife is saying now. I think that statement made my little brain ache.