Aria's pov
I trembled as I looked at Reis kneeling in front of me.
His face was full of honesty, and his dark eyes were filled with longing and warmth.
My hands shook as I reached out to him.
Tears rolled down my cheeks, but my eyes were bright with joy.
"Yes !"
That one word was simple, but it made both our hearts race.
Reis took my hand, his fingers trembling with excitement.
After a moment, he slid a small ring onto my finger.
"Aria," he whispered, pulling me into his arms.
His chin rested on my shoulder, and his warm breath brushed my ear. It felt both thrilling and safe.
"Mmm," I murmured, raising my head to meet his dark eyes. In them, I saw only myself.
And in my eyes, he saw only him.
Some people say two souls can be made from the same clay.
