Mika
Augustus gently took my hand, his warmth enveloping me as he guided me through the softly lit corridors of the restaurant toward a secluded dining room. The faint sound of laughter and clinking cutlery faded behind up, replaced by a more intimate atmosphere. "So, how was your day, my beautiful fiancée?" he asked, his voice melodious and his smile radiating warmth, making my heart flutter.
I felt a mixture of emotions, but I focused on the joy his presence brought. "Oh, the usual hustle and bustle of work,” I replied brightly, determined to keep the mood light. “But honestly, I can’t complain too much because now you’re here with me.” I reminded myself to tread carefully, projecting happiness so no one would ever suspect the turmoil bubbling beneath the surface.
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