He placed the bowl down and knelt beside me, gently stroking my head. “Honey, I feel like you’ve been unhappy lately. There’s a fireworks show tonight. Shall we go watch it together?”
I didn’t want to go, but I didn’t want him to suspect anything either. So I nodded reluctantly.
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When we arrived, there was still some time before the fireworks show began.
Leon looked up at the sky, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Honey, look! So many stars. It’s rare to see such a clear night in winter.”
I followed his gaze. The sight was breathtaking.
“This New Year has been hard on you,” he said suddenly, pulling me into his arms.
Pointing at the stars, he added, “Honey, let the stars bear witness to our love. I swear again that I’ll double my efforts to make you happy.”
His sincerity was almost overwhelming. If this had been years ago, I might’ve been moved to tears.
Instead, I avoided his gaze and wriggled free from his embrace, pretending to be shy. “We’re an old married couple—why bother with such romantic words?”
He chuckled, mistaking my awkwardness for bashfulness.
“You’re still as adorable as ever,” he said, playfully tapping my nose.
Then he leaned down, about to kiss me.