Third Person's POV
Mortimer knew instantly it was that guy.
Before, he had even suspected Dash was somehow connected to him.
It turned out that aside from the dog, Seraphina also had a man she was incredibly close with—someone who could make her genuinely smile.
Mortimer subtly glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, her usually calm eyes had lit up. As she typed her reply, a happy, genuine smile actually tugged at the corners of her lips.
Mortimer's hands unconsciously tightened around the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white.
His lips were pressed into a hard line, his mind completely distracted from driving.
He wanted to do what he usually did—demand to know why she was chatting so happily with this guy again. But the words just wouldn't come out.
Even
