Dinner that evening had been cozy and unhurried, filled with easy conversation and shared glances, the warmth of their budding connection evident in every smile, every lingering look. Angela felt her heart swell with the way Edmund looked at her, the way his presence filled the room. There was something calming about the steady, thoughtful way he moved around her.
After dinner, Angela excused herself to change, wanting to unwind from the evening and settle into the night while Edmund slipped away to his study.
She made her way upstairs, breathing in the softness of the quiet house, already feeling the comfort of the evening wrapping around her. She slipped into her nightdress, letting her hair fall loose around her shoulders. Her mind wandered, thinking about the simplicity and closeness they'd shared over dinner, and how natural everything felt with him.