Leandro's gaze fell on her fingers, his breath steady, eyes still deep and calm.
"All for a tape recorder." He spoke slowly, his voice distant and cool, "Was it really necessary?"
"Mr. Reynolds," Seraphina lifted her face, "Are you underestimating your own charm? You know how I feel about you... Maybe after seven years I still can't let you go?"
"Can't let go?" Leandro looked at her, his gaze profound, "You dare to?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Seraphina slowly stood up, bending over to him, "Mr. Reynolds, since you were willing to let me go, you should've expected that one day, I might reappear in your life..."
They were very close, Leandro could even smell her hair, but he didn't move, nor did he stop her.
Seraphina locked eyes with him for a moment, then suddenly mustered up the courage, ready to kiss him.
In the next moment, Leandro's phone rang, almost at the same time, his hand landed on Seraphina's shoulder.
Seraphina was stopped, sitting somewhat weakly on the couch next to them, watching him take the call.
He obviously had urgent matters to attend to, Leandro hung up after a few words, then stood up, not looking at Seraphina, "You can go now."
"I'm not leaving." Seraphina leaned on the couch, firmly replied.
Leandro looked at her.
"I'm going to help Karan take care of Valerio." Seraphina argued, "With her not here, and you not here, how can you leave the kid alone at home? I can't do such a thing. Mr. Reynolds, you're a father, doesn't it hurt you? Besides, Valerio likes me, he'd probably be happy if I stayed to take care of him."
......
When Leandro left her alone at home, Seraphina couldn't quite believe it.
After all, she only said those few words, and even the always wary Leandro really let her stay?
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