As Derek enters the kitchen, the morning sunlight casts a warm glow over the room, illuminating the cosy space where Rose is busy preparing breakfast. The scent of freshly brewed coffee fills the air, mingling with the sound of sizzling bacon in the skillet.
Taking a seat at the kitchen table, Derek gestures for Rose to join him, his expression serious yet gentle. "I've been doing a lot of thinking lately," he begins, his gaze steady as he meets Rose's eyes. “And there's something important I need to tell you."
Rose takes a seat opposite Derek, her eyes never leaving him, her body tense with anticipation. “I also have something important I wanted to tell you," she replies, her voice soft yet filled with emotion.
"What is it?" Derek prompts, his voice tinged with apprehension, his hands
