Abigail's anticipation grew as she spotted Christopher walking up the staircase, a vibrant bouquet of tulips cradled in his strong, capable hand. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight, and her smile stretched wider.
"I didn't expect you to come back so early," she taunted, her eyes twinkling with affectionate glee.
Christopher responded with a sly raise of his eyebrows, his eyes dancing mischievously. "Is that so? It seems that you are not happy to see me. Should I go back?"
"No…" Abigail couldn't help but giggle, her joy bubbling up as she closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around him in a warm, affectionate hug. She nestled her head against his strong chest, savoring the comforting embrace.
"I am glad that you returned home early," she whispered, her voice filled with tenderness. "I've missed having dinner with you for the past month. We can eat together tonight."
