Chapter 453

Stephen was now leisurely exploring Tessa's bedroom. Her bedroom was homey yet simple. The bed sheets and the duvet were soft blue. She also had a walk-in closet attached to the room. There was a faint, barely noticeable fragrance in the air. It was reminiscent of Tessa's preferred brand of perfume. It had a distinctly floral note to it, light yet gentle. Stephen wandered around Tessa's room with interest, looking over every nook and cranny he could find. A white tablecloth was spread neatly across the desk without a single crinkle in sight, and a vase was filled with freshly bloomed ice-blue roses. A blue ceramic Cinnamoroll was placed right next to the vase. Stephen remembered that Tessa had painted it with her mother. This very Cinnamoroll had once been broken. Stephen was the one who had sought an expert to have it restored for her. He carefully picked up the Cinnamoroll, turning it around to inspect it. It had been mended very well, looking as though it had never been br