The woman he love

They sat there in silence, Rhea's hand gently caressing Draven's head. He couldn't resist closing his eyes, savoring the soothing sensation. The tranquility of the night was only interrupted by the graceful swaying of Rhea's beautiful legs, which playfully splashed water as she continued to stroke his head.

After a while, Rhea finally broke the silence, saying, "Looking back, we've come a long way. Months ago, I would have never imagined a day when we could sit together in such comfort without getting on each other's nerves. It feels like just yesterday I saw you enter those stables while I was restrained by Jurian's aunt-in-law, but it's been more than eight months now."

No one could deny that fact. They had indeed traversed a remarkable journey together, navigating life's challenges at every turn. The bond between them transcended that of any other person. For eight months, they had been each other's unwavering support.