The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1455

Early the next morning.

The morning mist hadn't completely cleared by the time Danielle woke up.

The distant hills looked as if they were draped in a thin veil, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and damp earth.

Danielle finished packing, stuffing the trunk with snacks, fruit, blankets, and a first-aid kit.

She also packed the little raincoats and boots she had prepared for the kids.

The sky was overcast, hinting at rain.

Niki was already dressed in her bright yellow raincoat.

She was spinning excitedly in circles in the yard, while Raffy stood quietly nearby, clutching the new little backpack Danielle had bought him the night before.

Alex wore a simple grey sweatsuit today. Stripped of the sharp, imposing aura of his usual tailored suits, he looked significantly softer.

Yet, the faint gloom between his brows lingered like an unshifting fog.

Danielle noticed, but she didn't say a word. She just walked over and gently adjusted his collar. "Don't think about anything today. Just play with the kids, okay?"

He looked down at her, meeting her gaze, and gave a soft "Mm."

The car drove smoothly out of the city, heading toward the forested mountains in the suburbs.

Along the way, the kids chattered endlessly in the backseat.

Niki shared her snacks with Raffy, and Raffy handed his favorite picture book to his sister.

The usually quiet and introverted boy gradually relaxed under his sister's enthusiasm, occasionally flashing a small smile.

Watching them in the rearview mirror, Danielle's heart melted into a puddle.

She turned to look at the man beside her.

Sunlight filtered through the window, highlighting the sharp lines of his profile and the straight bridge of his nose. But the faint dark circles under his eyes betrayed the fact that he hadn't had a real night of sleep in days.

After returning from Rebecca's clinic yesterday, she had barely slept deeply herself. She kept checking his forehead, listening to his breathing, terrified he would be trapped by nightmares again or suddenly swallowed by his own dark moods.

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