White Lilies

Emma stepped through the front door, still in her wedding gown, as she froze for a moment. The house in front of her was... stunning. Modern, yet warm, with large windows letting in the night light. A grand chandelier hung above, and the living room was beautifully decorated.

She spun around, her eyes wide. "Okay, so... is this where we're going to live?"

Leon stepped in behind her, closing the door softly. "I thought you might like it."

Emma walked further in, inspecting the place like a kid in a candy store. "Like it? This is amazing! I feel like I should be in a movie or something."

She turned back to him with a mischievous grin. "So, if I snap my fingers, can anything I wish for just... appear?"

Leon raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile forming. "I don't think it works like that. But I could get you whatever you want... within reason."