Chapter 56 The Perfect Image

• The world around us fades, leaving just Efrem and me locked in this infinite moment.
• I exhale softly, standing utterly still beside him in my white dress. The ivory sleeves and intricate lace complement the bodice's elegant pattern. Efrem holds me with one arm, his hand at my waist, pulling me closer in a possessive embrace that feels like a promise. My hand lies flat against his shoulder, feeling the sophisticated fabric of his blue suit.
• I lift my eyes to meet his, flickering from the silky tie to find them carrying a world of unspoken thoughts. His gaze, intense and enthralling, looks down at me with a blend of affection and silent assertion. I can feel his minty breath fanning my nose, a subtle reminder that despite my efforts, he'll always have my surrender.