Chapter 34

Darcy stared intently at Marceau.

‘I thought I had returned for your sake, but here you are, reaching out to me.’

An unexpected wave of emotion washed over him at her suggestion—something akin to joy or euphoria. It was a strange feeling, having someone genuinely care for him for the first time in his life.

‘Happiness.’

As he pondered the word, which had always felt so distant from him, the only image that came to mind was Marceau’s face.

The Marceau in his thoughts and the Marceau standing before him began to merge into one.

Simply looking at …