Steve’s P.O.V.
In the evening, as I return from the office, I find Grace ready as if she just finished a photoshoot. She is dressed to perfection, and her aura radiates confidence.
As I notice she has turned my room into her personal photoshoot studio, I shake my head.
After dropping my coat on the sofa, as I make my way to the bathroom, she blocks my way, coming in front of me.
“Steve, can we take some photos together? My fans have been requesting it, and it’ll be fun.” She asks with a hopeful glint in her eyes.
“No.” As I deny, she frowns.
“Steve, I want it for my fans. I don’t want to dishearten them.”
I let out an exasperated sigh. “Grace, you know I don’t like putting myself out there like that.”
“Please, Steve...” There’s a softness in her voice, and her eyes convey an unexpe
