Roman's eyes locked onto Sophia's, his gaze piercing through the silence. "I love you," he whispered, his voice barely audible. Sophia's face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes shining with adoration. "I love you," she responded, her voice equally soft.
Time stood still as they stood there, lost in each other's eyes. The empty space around them faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of them, suspended in a moment of pure love.
Roman's gaze never wavered, his eyes drinking in the sight of Sophia's beauty. He felt his heart swell with emotion, his soul overflowing with joy. Sophia's face was a work of art, her features delicate and refined. Her skin was a canvas of porcelain perfection, her lips a rosy hue that seemed to whisper sweet nothings to him.
