"Let's make this night last," Edmund whispered, his lips brushing against Angela's.
In the soft glow of a dozen candles, the room was filled with a warm and inviting light, casting long shadows that danced gently against the walls. Their eyes locked onto each other, oblivious to the world outside. The air was thick with anticipation, the kind that makes time stand still.
Edmund reached out, his hand softly cupping Angela's cheek. His thumb gently brushed away a stray tear that had escaped her eye, a testament to the overwhelming emotions that surged within her. "You are so beautiful," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "Every moment with you is a treasure."
Angela leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment. When she opened them again, they were filled with a depth of love that took Edmund's breath away. "And every moment with you is a dream come true," she replied softly.