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“Ha ha, she’s quite adorable, isn’t she?”

Millie pressed her lips together tightly, her mind racing with uncertainty. She couldn’t bring herself to kiss him with all these eyes on them.

Softly, Marcus spoke, crooking his finger once more in a gesture of reassurance and guidance.

His gaze held both encouragement and a sense of security, coaxing Millie toward his embrace.

“Come here, my love.”

With palms dampened by sweat, Millie started to walk over, her heart drumming a rapid rhythm. Her legs felt weak, and she feared collapsing under the pressure. She mustered a slight lift of her head and whispered softly, “Honey, can we skip the kiss?”

Kissing him in front of this audience was an impossible feat for her.

stood in stark contrast to the bustling ambiance around them. Despite the absence

drew her closer, his touch both

the crowd erupted into cheers, a palpable wave of

a brief kiss, but it stretched into a

holding Millie’s hair, and her long black locks danced in the breeze. Each strand

marveled at the

had to tiptoe slightly each time their lips

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men were

no extravagant jewelry or earrings, she left a strong impression with

eyes resembled

pure appearance was Marcus’ and his alone, sparking