Monika slept well that night and woke up early. She made coffee and sat down to drink it quietly.
She couldn't believe how much Jirawut meant to her. She loved him more than anything.
Jirawut was sitting on the bed, reading. She went to him and sat beside him.
"Good morning. You look nice today."
"How do I look?"
"You look beautiful."
Jirawut smiled, setting his book aside. "And you look radiant in the morning light, like a sunrise over the ocean."
Monika's cheeks blushed at the compliment. "You always have a way with words. You make me feel special."
"You are special," he replied, placing his hand on hers. "You're not just a part of this journey; you're an essential part of my life."
Their connection deepened with every passing day, and in this quiet morning moment, their love felt like a strong, unbreakable bond that had grown from shared experiences and the desire to change the world for the better.
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