The papers on the floor matched the stationery Seraphina had left. He had moved her unused notebooks from the study to the bedroom and wrote in them, day and night, for days on end. At this point, time was irrelevant.Judy said tearfully, "Sera doesn't want to see you. What purpose does writing a roomful of apologies serve? You should tell her these things in person." Kaden fell into contemplation before seeing the logic in Judy's remark. Still, he had gone too far down the path to come out. He looked up, his eyes strained, and said firmly, "She'll know. Once I'm done writing everything, she'll forgive me. That's right. I need to be sincere—" His voice rasped. Yet, his tone carried an unsettling fanaticism, and his gaze was unnervingly bright. He broke off mid-sentence, grabbed the notebook, and continued writing with a trembling hand while muttering under his breath. "I made a mistake, Sera. You're bound to forgive me, right? Once these books are filled, you will come back to
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