The man's black trench coat draped over her, warming Cecilia Vaughn's heart. She stroked the sleeve of the coat, which still carried his body heat.
No matter when or where, Adrian Law was always her warmest harbor.
Having such a husband made the previous ordeal of being used as a pawn by her grandfather feel less painful.
Perhaps, in this lifetime, her bonds with family were thin. Her mother passed away early, her younger brother required more of her care, and her grandmother was far away in Veridia City. As for the other members of the Vaughn Family, they were scars in her heart. Adrian Law descended into her life like a miracle, soothing her loneliness.
The girl's eyes warmed slightly, and she gently wrapped her delicate hand around the man's arm, her smile slowly blossoming.
"Alright, Adrian, let's go home."
