November.
The autumn air was crisp, and the ginkgo trees in Celestine Park had turned a brilliant gold.
Lianne Lianne handled her school affairs, requested a few days off from her professors, and returned to Imperia to celebrate her boyfriend's birthday.
They had been up until the early hours of the morning.
When Seth Sinclair woke in the morning, Lianne Lianne was still sound asleep. He held her close, watching her sleep for a long while before letting go. Then he got up to wash before heading to the study.
At noon, Seth Sinclair wrapped up his work and walked back to the master bedroom.
Lianne Lianne had woken up at some point and was now lying on her stomach, phone in hand, messaging Sophie Sheridan.
She was lazily hugging a soft pillow, her feet crossed and kicked up behind her, swaying gently like a contented little animal.
