Aria emerged from her refreshing shower, and she adorned a vibrant purple sundress resembling a blossoming flower. Hesitantly, she descended the stairs, making her way to her future husband. She found him reading the newspaper, still maintaining his handsome appearance. The lingering sensations of his touch resonated through her body, causing unfamiliar tingles to course through her. Determined to shake them off, she shook herself, hoping to banish the remnants of his caress clinging to her skin. These novels and bewildering feelings within her, yearning for clarity and understanding.
She wondered why such an attractive and wealthy man wanted to marry a girl like her. He could find so many girls in his life, much better than her. Did he like her? Why did he want to marry her? With unwaver
