Chapter 569 - I Believed You Could figure It Out

Liam and Sheila drifted along the quiet, lantern-lit path with an unhurried stillness, the kind that made the night feel softer than it really was. The moon hung low and pale above them, washing the gardens in a silver glow that stretched across the hedges and marble arches. Their footsteps were light, their breaths nearly muted by the cool evening air, and though neither spoke for a while, something unspoken wove itself between them—subtle, steady, almost intimate in a way neither dared acknowledge.