"Stone, do you like it?"
FreshwindElara swayed his arm gently as she spoke, her voice low and playful as she sought his approval. The gesture carried a natural, girlish charm, her coy smile revealing just how much his opinion mattered to her. When she saw the captivated look in his eyes, a bright wave of happiness spread across her beautiful face, impossible to hide.
For a woman, one of the greatest joys was being cherished by the man she loved. Her proudest moment was earning his approval, and the sweetest reward was hearing his praise.
"Mhm. You've become an angel."
Marcus nodded, taking her delicate hand in his and giving her a warm, affectionate smile. He truly had not expected that she had been using a lowered appearance setting all this time.
"Stone…"
