A doll he sweated to procure, or a fondness for her that he couldn't bring himself to express?

It seemed utterly absurd.

Mark had never felt such disdain for himself before.

As Cecilia glanced upward, her eyes fell upon Mark, elegantly clad in a light-colored wool suit. His presence was striking, exuding nobility and charm.

In that moment, he seemed more radiant than the entire night sky.