He Was Reluctant No More

Even without Calix saying anything, Leslie knew that he had learned about her—Charlene's—pregnancy. Most probably, he had done a more in-depth investigation about Calliope and the mystery surrounding the uncanny night.

Calix's affirmation solidified Leslie's guess.

'I've expected this...'

The husband and wife exchanged another tearful gaze before Calix slowly lowered his head in a hushed shame.

The gentle lapping of the water resonated in the air, followed by the echo of the leaves rustling. The moon beamed through the lake, sending twinkles in its wake.

The tranquil night failed to put their hearts at ease. Immense sorrow for the past regrets consumed the gentleman and the lady.

Breathing out raggedly, Calix coerced himself to speak more. He kept his gaze on the wooden deck, not daring to look at Leslie.