He didn’t want to be with anyone else other than Zoe. It was simply impossible!

…

Mason sat in his office for a long time. He didn’t go home until it was evening.

Darkness began streaking across the sky as his black Rolls-Royce drove through the ornate gate and stopped at the yard. Only a faint ray of sunlight clung to the skies, reluctant to let go.

He killed the engine, opened the car door, and got out.

Yanni came running out of the manor, held his legs gently, and called out to him affectionately, “Daddy!”

At that moment, his heart shivered.

The dormant memories came back with a vengeance. This used to be the kind of moment he described to Zoe when he was still trying to win her heart to reconcile with him.

He’d come back home from work and their daughter would run over and hug his thighs as she called out to him. He had leaned in her ear and said softly, telling her to make a baby girl with him!

Yanni’s eyes resembled Zoe’s so much that it felt as if she was standing rig