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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.

in stark contrast to the bustling ambiance around them. Despite

around her waist, Marcus drew her closer, his touch both gentle

the crowd erupted into cheers, a palpable wave of

kiss, but it

hair, and her long black locks danced in the breeze. Each strand seemed to

spectators marveled at

to tiptoe

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surrounding men were

she left a strong impression

resembled the moonlit

and