-Paparazzi-

Verena's heart skipped a beat as she observed Louis leaning against his car, patiently waiting for her in front of the hotel's building. They had arrived in the early morning, taking some much-needed rest. Now, prompted by Louis's call, Verena readied herself.

Pausing for a moment, she took in his presence. His dark blonde hair, that chiseled jawline, and those captivating green eyes. Unfairly, he seemed to grow more handsome with each passing day.

Every encounter with him felt like reaching for something just out of grasp. Louis looked up, straightening when he noticed Verena standing by the entrance, a smile effortlessly transforming his face.

"Hi!" Verena greeted as Louis held the door open for her. His grin widened in response, and she couldn't help but smile back. She knew there was a good chance she'd regret giving in to him later, but for now, she decided to revel in every second of it.