Chapter 59

Sarah sat in her bedroom, surrounded by soft cushions and warm lighting, with Griffin's notes scattered across her lap. As she flipped through the pages, her eyes landed on a section filled with poetry. The words danced across the paper, written in Griffin's familiar scribble.

At first, Sarah thought they were just random musings, but as she delved deeper, she realized the poems were about a person's beauty. The descriptions were vivid and captivating, speaking of sparkling eyes, radiant skin, and luscious hair.

Sarah's curiosity piqued. Who was this mysterious person Griffin had written about with such passion and adoration? She wondered if it was someone he had met, someone he had fallen in love with.

As she read on, Sarah felt a pang of jealousy. Who was this girl that Griffin had seen fit to immortalize in his poetry? Was she someone from his past, or perhaps someone he had met in secret?

The poems spoke of a beauty that was both inner and outer, a beauty that shone like a bea