Her face radiates timeless beauty, her fair, glowing skin framed by soft golden-blonde waves. High cheekbones, a slender nose, and full pink lips that curve into a knowing smile accentuate her crystal blue, almond-shaped eyes.
"You look beautiful, though," I say, offering her a kind gesture.
"Oh my, stop flattering me," Sha responds with a blush, halting mid-step as she was about to leave.
"I am not joking. If I could turn back time, I would have proposed to you right away. You are stunning, even as a mature woman," I continue, my praise unwavering.
"Oh my, you are so cheeky. Thank you, but I have never had a young man admire my beauty like this before. Unfortunately, I'm just an old hag," she replies with a soft laugh, though her tone suggests self-deprecation.
"Who said you are an old hag? You're still beautiful, like someone in their twenties. Honestly, I only guessed your maturity from the way you speak," I say, emphasizing her ageless allure.
