Before she could manage to say anything, Zach grabbed onto her soft hands and pulled her to her feet.
He then placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her into his embrace lovingly.
"I can still do this. Then...why should I bother about a cancelled marriage?"
Clara felt her heart swell with a kind of love she hadn't fully comprehended until now.
It was a love that went beyond titles and social expectations. It was a love that connected with the very essence of Zach, a love woven from the threads of shared moments, laughter, understanding glances, and the unspoken language of their hearts.
She marveled at the depth of her affection for him, a love that whispered promises of support, of standing beside him through trials, of celebrating his victories and comforting him in defeat.
It was a love that cherished his quirks, his dreams, and his flaws alike.
