Ash opened the door. Standing there was a stunning woman in a seductive red dress. She looked shy and a little embarrassed. She wore light makeup too, which was a rarity. For a moment, Ash was too dazed to speak.
Mirae was intimidated by his gaze. "I look terrible, don't I?" she panicked. Ash chuckled and pulled her by the hand, holding her close.
"You look beautiful," he said, pecking her cheek. Mirae blushed as he led her in. Ash's place was not really an apartment, but a penthouse. Unlike Jiwon, who was obsessed with perfection, Ash's place had an artistic touch to it. Antique pieces were kept in glass boxes all around the house. Abstract paintings hung on the walls. These were paintings of random things; flowers, colors, cities and many more. One corner was dedicated to a collection of photos of different places. Mirae looked at them in wonder.
