Mia’s POVWhen Ethan opens the door, my heart skips a beat.He stands there with that gentle smile I have grown so used to, calm, reassuring, and full of warmth. For a second, I forget how to breathe. His eyes meet mine, and I can see something different tonight, a softness mixed with something deeper, something I can’t quite name yet.“Hey,” I manage to whisper, my voice trembling slightly.“Hey, how are you?” he replies, stepping aside. “Come in, Mia.”“Im fine, thank you, Ethan.” I say.I walk into his house, and my eyes widen in surprise. The lights are dim, the room glowing softly under the warm flicker of candles. A small table is set for two, neatly arranged with plates, glasses, and a bouquet of fresh white roses in the middle. Gentle music hums in the background, slow, sweet, and romantic.“Ethan,” I call out his name, my voice barely audible. “This is beautiful.” I say.He smiles, rubbing the back of his neck like he is shy. “It is nothing much,” he says, “but I wanted ton
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