Chapter 156

In the soft glow of the evening sun slipping into the bedroom, Elaria lay fast asleep, clearly tired out. Sebastian had slipped on his pants, his shirt loosely draped with only a couple of buttons done, just enough to hang on. Even with the scars marring one of his arms from old injuries, he still had that effortlessly alluring vibe. He'd quit smoking for the sake of trying for another baby. Standing there by the window, he ran his fingers gently through her jet-black hair as he stared at the amber sunlight outside, still caught in the lingering intensity from earlier. Elaria stirred, slowly waking up. But this time, instead of turning her back on him, she stayed nestled in his arms. Her eyes landed on the heavily scarred arm. She stared at it for a while, then quietly asked, "Why did you do that back then?" Sebastian paused. A second later, he seemed to realize what she meant. It was the first time since they reunited that she brought up Serena so directly. He looked down at her and r