Summary of Chapter 657 – A pivotal chapter in A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator by S.J. Frost
The chapter Chapter 657 is one of the most intense moments in A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator, written by S.J. Frost. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Having gotten the answer she wanted, Elissa dragged him quickly down the stairs.
"Let's go build a snowman, otherwise it'll get dark and you won't let me go out again."
Large snowflakes were still falling heavily in the yard, but since Rowan had bundled her up completely, she didn't feel cold at all.
She was an expert at building snowmen, and in no time at all, the basic shape began to form.
She turned back to Rowan, who was busy carrying snowballs for her. "Go cut some carrots for me."
Rowan had no intention of saying no. "Then take your time, and be careful not to slip."
Despite his warning, he still wasn't completely at ease and called over a maid to keep an eye on her.
Elissa carefully sculpted a perfectly round head for the snowman. As she caught the man's silhouette passing through the brightly lit living room from the corner of her eye, she fell into a slight daze.
It felt like a lifetime ago.
She suddenly remembered that around this exact time last Christmas, she had been crouching in the yard of Greenwood Manor, building a snowman just like this one.
But back then, she had been entirely alone, with absolutely nothing to her name.
Now, everything was different.
"Why are you spacing out?"
Beside her, Rowan had returned without her noticing. He had likely held out the carrots and, seeing her unresponsiveness, felt a bit confused.
Elissa looked up at him, the corners of her lips turning up, though her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. "I just feel... I'm so incredibly happy right now."
Everything, absolutely everything, was millions of times better than she could have ever imagined.
It felt as if her painful past was nothing more than a hazy, unreal dream.
Rowan stared at her intently for a long moment. Then, he crouched down halfway and reached out to adjust her slightly crooked hat. "As long as you're happy. I'm incredibly happy, too."
Saying that, he gently pointed at her swollen belly. "She's going to be just as happy as we are."


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