C17 His Presence In Her Room

Adolphus stood by the edge of Seraphina's bed, his eyes softening as he watched her sleep.

The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over her face, illuminating the delicate features he had come to cherish more than he could admit.

Her long lashes fluttered slightly, and her lips parted in a quiet sigh, drawing him closer with an invisible force.

He missed her