Chapter Seventy-Seven

Alexander softly turned the doorknob, allowing the bedroom door to creak open, unveiling a delicate sliver of moonlight that gracefully filtered through the curtains, casting a serene glow upon the room.

With cautious steps that barely made a sound against the plush carpet, he entered the room, mindful not to disrupt the tranquility of the night that enveloped the space.

Within the gentle embrace of the luminous ambiance, Alexander's eyes rested upon Camilla, her form nestled upon the sofa, lost in peaceful slumber.

Her breathing was calm and steady, and she looked so peaceful as if she had found comfort in her dreams.

He approached her silently and crouched down next to the sofa, looking at her with deep admiration.

Gently, he touched her cheek with his fingertips, tracing the curves of her face.

A mixture of sadness and fondness appeared on his face as he quietly appreciated her beauty.

After a moment of silently watching her, Alexander stood up, being careful not to wake her.

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