Millie positioned herself before Marcus.

“Sweetheart, I’ve procured a gift for you.”

Millie held his hand, delivering the dark lighter into Marcus’ grasp, anxiety knitting her brow.

Cool to the touch, the black lighter captured Marcus’ attention, his gaze widening upon it.

This marked the maiden occasion that Millie had made such a gesture. Nerves pulsed through her, compressing her fingers into a taut grip.

With his gaze locked on Millie, Marcus engaged with the lighter, his fingers tracing the ebony dragon embellished upon it. The quality spoke of meticulous selection, attesting to Millie’s thoughtful consideration. Such lighters were an uncommon sight, and the dragon’s presence hinted at deeper significance.

retire for a

had struck the desired chord.

to life, a vivid

Marcus found himself smiling,

had ventured to the mall, selecting a

she nestled into the bed. The air hung with her fragrance, a

you choose to bestow this

ear, an intimate whisper that ignited

the web of nerves, Millie stumbled over her words, a soft tremor present in her

time when she gifted him a

the dragon etched upon this lighter signify your desire to

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