As Perdita and Sthena sat in the balcony enveloped by the enchanting ambiance, the soft light from the candelabras added to the thrill of the evening as its soft glows flickered on the faces of the duo as they were lost in each other's eyes.
Sthena gauged the look on Perdita's face that matched the seriousness of the way she had spoken those three words.
Perdita on the other hand couldn't believe she had uttered those words in the spur of the moment. In the soft glow of the wall lamps and the candelabras, her words had unfolded like a tender revelation, surprising them both. Somewhere at the back of her mind, she vaguely knew the type of action Sthena was referring to.
Unbeknownst to Perdita, the words she had uttered without realizing the weight they had on the man in front of her were like words that landed like a gentle whisper in his heart revealing a depth of feeling within him.
