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A date. That’s all Anne could come up with. Not that I am complaining. I just feel like she is wasting a lot of her time on me when she should be spending time with the people she loves.

Still, if this is what she desires, I must comply. It’s an instinct, an urge to always give her what she wants in an attempt to make her happy as long as we are together.

“ I am ready. ” She announces from inside the room before the door opens.

I have been waiting for half an hour now without any idea what she was doing inside the locked room.

When she comes into sight, the surroundings dull to a mere nothing. My eyes take her in, all of her, the red dress which reaches to her knees, the red lipstick she is wearing, the curls of her soft locks, the nervousness on her face.

“ I knew I was overdressing. ” She mumbles when she looks at me, dressed in the usual Black T-shirt and jeans. I had no idea I had to dress up for this.

“ You look beautiful. ” I blurt the first thing which comes to mind. Thoug