A SILENT DECLARATION OF OWNERSHIP

Amidst the bustling expanse of the grand shopping mall, Dahlia's slender fingers delicately traversed the array of shirts that hung from their display, her discerning touch seeking out the fabric that would enfold William in comfort and style. As she meticulously perused the garments, William stood with an air of patient anticipation, a silent witness to her quest to select the perfect shirt to adorn him.

A subtle smile graced Dahlia's lips as her diligent search bore fruit, her eyes alighting with quiet delight as she plucked a superior shirt from its hanger. "What do you think of this one?" She inquired, her voice a melodic lilt that carried the warmth of her affection.