He knew she was beautiful, that was an unhidden fact. But it felt like every time he saw her, she looked even more beautiful.
The picture in his room was evident of that, everyday he gazed at her face, he wouldn't be able to look away until he forced himself to, just like right now.
There was another young woman behind her but his eyes never shifted from Anne. It was just a basic dress, neither was it from a luxury brand, nor was it anything that looked expensive but the way it clung to her so perfectly brought out a charm in her he'd never seen before.
His fingers unconsciously tightened around the glass of water on the table before him, the chill of the liquid inside the glass seeping into his skin but he couldn't tear his eyes away from her, as she moved, the gentle sway of her hips seemed almost hypnotic.
"Annelise..." He found himself uttering her name, his voice a very low tone as if her name had just rolled out of his mouth without his knowledge.
