As soon as the thought emerged, she immediately suppressed it forcefully.
No way!
She absolutely couldn't soften her heart!
If she made an exception for Wyatt Yardley this time, others would definitely clamor for equal treatment in the future.
Seraphina Caldwell bit her lip, weighing things over and over in her heart.
Ultimately, she made up her mind, no longer tangled in those difficult-to-unravel thoughts.
Right now, what mattered most was taking good care of herself.
She stepped barefoot on the cool stone slab, cautiously bent over to lift the edge of the wooden barrel, and deftly slipped inside.
The cool stream water flowed against her skin, dispelling the suffocating heat of the midsummer afternoon.
Just as she relaxed for a moment, suddenly a spark of inspiration flashed in her mind.
She immediately calmed her mind, concentrated all her thoughts, and sank into her own Mindscape.
