“I am ready,” Zaiden heard the chirping voice of his wife. He turned his head around and saw her coming out of their bedroom with a big and happy smile on her face.
She was wearing a white trouser and an emerald shirt to give herself a formal look to go with him for work. He smiled back, and saw her coming closer to him.
“How am I looking?” She asked him, giving him a twirl.
“Is it appropriate enough for the workplace?”
He beamed at her questions, before lowering his head in front of her. He held her hand and kissed her knuckles.
Cyra just peered down at him in complete silence.
“You're looking alluring, Mrs Alvaro,” he complimented her, smiling. Cyra grinned.
“And it looks like you have finally fallen in love with the color you used to hate,” he uttered. His tone was laced with te
