Inside Kan's apartment, a warm and intimate atmosphere enveloped the room. The soft glow of green candles adorned windowsills and tables, casting a gentle illumination. The air was infused with the sweet scent of incense, creating an ambiance that spoke of affection and special moments.
Seated at the table were Kan's parents, their expressions a blend of contentment and joy. They indulged in a meal lovingly prepared by Kan's mother, the clinking of utensils punctuating the quiet conversation that flowed between them.
"Happy anniversary, my love," Kan's father said, raising his glass in a toast. His eyes reflected years of shared memories and enduring love.
Kan's mother, wearing a dress that shimmered in the candlelight, returned the smile. "Happy anniversary, dear. It's been quite a journey, hasn't it?"
