(Lizzie POV)
The ambience pleases me as I sit in the bathtub, the warm,
glittering water caressing my skin, and the intoxicating scent of
roses and sea salt travels to my nostrils while the bath bomb
fizzes away, releasing a burst of pink tints. I close my eyes and
lean back, letting out a sigh of contentment.
Suddenly, my introspection is interrupted by the sound of footsteps
and my eyelids lift up. The steps become more apparent and then
the door opens. My eyes glance over, witnessing the familiar figure
standing there with a paper bag, cradling by his arms, filled with a
bouquet of red roses and sweets.
He smiles at my presence and his hazel eyes glitter in the soft
light. "There you are. I've been looking for you, my love."
"Well, you found me." I chuckle
