den streaks across the polished marble floor of the main living room. The mansi

d, stared blankly at the empty teacup in her hands. Her perfectly styled hair was now slightly

larissa Reginald, stepped in, graceful and poised in her

tly, walking over. "D

herself together, but the tears retur

e her daughter, reaching to hold her hand. "What happene

y... I even had a list of conversation starters saved in my phone. But none of it mattered. He ba

ogether. "Maybe something w

"It wasn't distraction. It was disinterest. He did

alculated, commanding as always. He paused when he saw his daughte

here?" he demande

ion vulnerable but determined.

his arms. "I

e said without he

eply, while Mr. Reginald stared at his

've given it everything. I've been patient, supportive, understanding. But

tensed slightly, but

isn't about that anymore. I'm not doing this out of duty. I'm doing it because I truly, deeply love him. I se

oked from her daughter to her husba

ought. "Lexi... you've always been strong-willed, but this... you're asking me to step into so

'll help me. Please, talk to Mr. Saint Claire. Let him know this isn't just poli

yes. There was something rare in his fac

re?" he ask

" she said. "I don't care how hard it is. I want to

gave a single, slow nod. "Alright.

running freely again-

k you,

issed her forehead. "Anyt

finally smiled-hopeful again, holding