Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

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"No, it's not," Richard retorted, a smile on his face without him even realizing it.

"You're too unromantic," Pearl teased as she settled into a nearby chair. She observed him, noting his reluctance to turn around, and asked with curiosity, "What's the matter? It's been so long since I last saw you, and now you're acting all shy."

"I'm getting married tomorrow," Richard replied, his words dampening Pearl's mood.

"I went to all this trouble to see you, and you hit me with that news," Pearl lamented, feigning sadness. "Fine. I'll go have a drink with Wayne. Damian's not a bad choice. Or maybe I'll find-"

felt the world spin around before she could finish

he warned, his calm exterior barely concealing his

Richard, you're as overbearing as ever," Pearl remarked, flashing him a mischievous smile before planting a

dissipating as he pulled her into a tight embrace. He leaned on her shoulders and muttered

managed to settle everything after such a long time. "Aren't

well. If

felt a rush of warmth at his unwavering trust and understanding. This might have been why she found herself in love with him. He always had unwavering faith in her, consistently showing

perfectly in sync, even

asked, the seriousness

shrugged nonchalantly. He had already made arrangements to handle Winona if