The soft scratching of Emma's pencil against her sketchpad filled the quiet room. She sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning over the paper, her brows furrowed in concentration as she carefully shaded the folds of a dress design she had been working on for the past hour.
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. It was almost 5 PM—Alex would be home soon. She thought and a small smile tugged at her lips.
It was her birthday and he had promised to come home early today so he could take her out for dinner or just stay in and watch a movie together if she didn't feel like going out.
She glanced at the bed to look at the dress she had picked out for their dinner date since that was what she wanted.
Her sitting across from the love of her life, and listening to him talk to her in his usual soft and romantic tone.
