Jasmine's POV
I heard Mason's footsteps approaching our bedroom and my heart skipped a beat. All morning, I had been busy preparing a surprise for him, hoping to ease some of the tension I had seen in his face earlier. The sound of the door opening made me hurry to put the finishing touches on my surprise.
"Mason!" I called out excitedly, rushing to meet him as he entered the room. His face was still etched with the same brooding expression I had seen from the window, but I was determined to change that.
I reached for his hands, feeling their warmth in mine. "I have something to show you," I said, unable to keep the excitement from my voice. His eyebrows raised slightly, a flicker of curiosity breaking through his stern facade.
"What is it?" he asked, his voice low and tired.
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