Adrian Holt pursed his lips, wanting to say he was not the person she was looking for, but before he could speak, a dampness spread across his chest.
He rubbed his temples with slight headache, oddly choosing not to push her away.
It was unclear how much time had passed before Serena Summers finally lifted her face from his embrace, "Seeing you alive and well makes me very happy."
She looked up at him, her tears turning into a smile, her delicate face adorned with two small dimpiles, radiant and splendid.
Her eyes, that had cried, seemed washed by water, becoming clearer and more luminous, filled with a layer of fine light.
Adrian Holt stared at her, his heart suddenly feeling as if it had been pricked by something, inducing a tingling sensation.
This was not the first time he had been captivated by Serena Summer's face.
He had seen many beautiful women, but none were like Serena Summers; just looking at her stirred an indescribable feeling in his heart.