Leaning on the headboard with legs crossed, and watching her pose in front of a mirror holding all the dresses, Devin was enjoying the manifest. He could feel her eyes which was exploring its fabric, her smile when she grabbed a dress of her liking, her lips tugged with annoyance when a dress did not suit her, her happiness when she finds it looked beautiful on her. She always finds contentment in small things, be it food or dresses, people around her. Devin was chucking and admiring her childish behavior, but never his gaze landed elsewhere. There was only pure love in his eyes expressing his respect to her.
"Do you like them?" He asked seeing her pick a vest to try now. She even threw his jacket on to the bed after seeing the new ones which she was clutching to her chest like a possession earlier.
