Amethyst’s POV
"What's your ideal husband?" he asked me, his tone curious.
"Me?" I replied, slightly surprised.
"Yes, you," he affirmed with a playful smirk.
I couldn't help but chuckle softly at his directness.
"What makes you think that I want to get married?" I asked, teasingly.
"Well, I can't have you dying alone," he joked back, a grin stretching across his face.
I laughed and then turned to gaze ahead, reflecting on his words.
"I think I'd want a warm and understanding partner—someone who is also caring and considerate of my feelings. A person who understands and accepts me even more than I understand myself," I shared with him, feeling a mix of vulnerability and honesty.
"You could've just said my name," he interjected with a cheeky tone.
I rolled my eyes, trying to suppre
