Edmund waited just outside the bedroom door, hands in his pockets, a rare, genuine curiosity building as he wondered what Angela was planning. His curiosity piqued as he waited, glancing at the faint line of light spilling from underneath. He’d never been the type to leave his patience to chance, yet Angela had asked him for a moment, her eyes flashing with something almost mischievous. Now, his curiosity tinged with amusement, Edmund listened to the faint sounds coming from inside, wondering what she was up to.
Inside, Angela’s heart raced as she took in the setting she’d created. The warm glow of the candles softened the room’s edges, which she’d carefully arranged casting shadows and creating an intimate cocoon. The delicate scent of lavender and sandalwood hung in the air, creatin
