The mottled shadows from the sunset filtering through the leaves fell on his face, his chiseled features exuding a noble, serene, and stern aura, yet the gentle sunlight softened the profundity, adding a hint of warmth to him.
He wore a white shirt, the sleeves half-rolled up to his elbows.
The button at the collar of the shirt was undone, revealing a peek of his alluring collarbone.
He squatted there like that, holding a small, round lollipop in his right hand, with red candy wrapping.
The sunset elongated his shadow, dyeing his white shirt with a faint orange hue.
His shadow melded together with the shadows of the trees, mixing into one.
Jasmine Yale tightened her grip around Little Clementine, a look of shock in her eyes.
Little Clementine seemed unaware, her big, rolling eyes fixated solely on the red lollipop, very intently.
