Chapter 1511

That was true enough, though it really only applied to a tiny fraction of women truly caught up in romance. If Albert hadn't genuinely sensed the feeling of a woman adorning herself for one who truly understands her in Isobel, he—with his memories of a past life—would likely have dismissed the sentiment as utter nonsense. Stepping into the living room, Albert immediately sensed an odd atmosphere in the air. The girls all looked like they were getting along swimmingly, but his intuition told him this was merely a superficial peace. That was clear enough from the fact that Valeria hadn't chosen to sit next to Catherine, but instead taken a seat on the sofa farthest from Hermione.