“I’m contemplating why I could be such a jerk. How could I leave a stunning lady like you alone for two years?”

Arching her brows, Rosalynn playfully jabbed his firm chest. “You really were a jerk.”

Brian chuckled, his hand gently brushing through her hair. He sighed, “It’s a shame. I left in such a huff, not knowing how many moments of happiness in bed I missed.”

Rosalynn was left speechless.

She pinched him, accustomed to his recurrent references to their intimacy.

Brian laughed, lowered his head, and pressed a gentle kiss. He murmured softly, “Tell me, how did you spend these past two years when I was away?”

routine mostly. I either attended classes, stayed at

around her, leading the way. “What kept

“Writing, drawing…”

ascended to the third-floor living room, where an expansive floor-to-ceiling window unveiled

sit on the soft carpet, embracing the sunlight or channel her creativity

the window, cradling her in his arm, their shared imaginations unfolding

clad in loose pajamas, her hair cascading gently

painted her delicate features in

grappling with regret once

rewind to two years ago, threading

could witness her evolution from the outset, an appreciation

beginning, blessed with

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