Chapter 56 - Zander

Going into his mansion again wasn’t the most constructive thing to do, Zander thought, considering the little fixation she was developing. But of course, he could just reason that he wanted to see their daughter.

He could smell her skin, the undertone of her vanilla scent, and her ginger-and-jasmine shampoo on every piece of furniture in Thea’s play room. Her office, however, screamed Elvie. Her personality jumped out of every corner of the room. Zander saw her in the cider-scented candles lined up neatly on the mantel like soldiers and in the framed pictures—her hugging Thea with a huge smile on her face. She was in the curtains that were drawn open, inviting the sun to pour into the room, and in the small, organised stack of newspapers and books on the coffee table, as well as the ring stain of a mug beside them that told him her favourite pastime. And in the unlikely picture hanging above the TV, of a girl reaching up to a heart-shaped balloon and watching it drift skyward and away