As Christian settles into his hotel room after a long day, he finds himself missing Marilena more than ever. Unable to resist the urge to hear her voice and see her face, he pulls out his phone and opens up FaceTime, dialing her number with a mixture of anticipation and longing.
As the call connects, Marilena's face lights up on the screen as she answers the call, her smile warm and inviting. "Hey, Christian," she greets him, her voice soft and affectionate.
Christian's heart skips a beat at the sight of her. "Hey, Marilena," he replies, his voice softening. "It's been hectic, but seeing you makes it better."
Marilena blushes at his words, a shy smile playing at her lips. "Aw, thanks, Christian. You always know how to make me smile."
