"Where are we going?" Stella asked Adam as he was packing a few of their clothes and belongings in a backpack.
"You will know when we get there." Adam replied, he was still focused on packing.
"Why are you always so secretive?" Stella pursed her lips in a pout, furrowing her eyebrows at the same time.
Adam stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. She was sitting on the bed with her back leaning against the headboard. She was still wearing the clothes from this morning, the ones he had chosen for her. He sauntered over to her, his every step soft yet firm on the ground. He gazed lovingly at her face.
