Chapter 131 Festival Of Seasons

• In the evening, Paul and I were sitting on the couch, enjoying a bottle of wine. In the back of my mind, I felt troubled about Paul's past with women. Each one seemed to possess a unique quality, causing me to question my own attractiveness.
• It didn't make sense why Paul would choose to be with me when he was clearly surrounded by beautiful women who were eager to please him. When he leaned in to kiss me, I found myself scrutinizing his actions rather than delighting in the moment.
• With my eyes open, I observed his long lashes peacefully resting on his face. He was about to become lost in the moment when a knock on the door abruptly interrupted us. From my position on the couch, I had a clear view of the door.