Although his eyes were looking at her, his gaze appeared to be looking through her. Just who was he looking to substitute?

There was a time when he kept imagining what the little girl would look like after she had grown up. The women that he dated would more or less bear some semblance to that imaginary woman.

However, Serenity wasn’t the one who had saved him all those years ago. It was actually Lynette, the lady sitting before him.

He had seen her photos from when she was around 8 or 9.