Darian planned to go outside to get some fresh air. The desire to rest had disappeared due to his increasingly chaotic thoughts. His intuition led his steps towards the garden. A smile instantly blossomed on Darian's face as he saw his beloved woman, Fahira, enjoying the beauty of various blooming flowers in the garden. Fahira was inhaling the scent of freshly picked white roses.

"No flower can match your beauty, my love!" Darian whispered, now standing behind Fahira. Her body tensed as Darian's strong hands encircled her waist.

"Are you sure I'm beautiful?" Fahira asked, feeling a warm sensation spreading through her heart due to Darian's tender gesture.

"There is...