AMELIA
The morning light filtered through the large windows, casting a soft glow over the room. I stood in front of the Adrian, carefully adjusting his tie. He stood there with his height looming over me and his gaze fixed entirely on my face.
His hands rested lightly on my waist as I straightened the knot.
"Hold still," I murmured, straightening the knot one last time. "You keep moving."
"I’m not moving," he said, his voice quiet but amused.
"You are," I chuckled.
"Do you know what today is?" he smiled, his voice low.
I paused my movements, as my fingers lingered on the cool fabric of his tie. I looked up, biting my lower lip and pulling my brows together as if I was genuinely searching my brain for a missing date.
"Today?" I mused, tapping my chin. "Hmm..."
His eyes narrowed pl
