Chapter 243 THE ARCHITECT OF PEACE [THEO AND SERAPHINA]

EPILOGUE ONE.

SERAPHINA’S POINT OF VIEW.

The sound of child-like shrieking, followed by a deep chuckle, greets me as I walk into the large painting room. Theo is on his knees, a paintbrush and a paint palette in both hands, while our three-year-old son, Leo, makes long gashes on his face with yel...

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