Sleep over,

Amihan's POV,

As the movie credits rolled, the Cinema emptied, a stream of couples exiting the theater holding hands. I felt the warmth of Maxwell's hand as he gently led me through the crowd, a sense of security washing over me as we made our way to the exit. The evening air was cool, the stars twinkling brightly overhead. As we walked along the darkened street, I felt at ease with Maxwell by my side.

"Take care, my love," he called out, as we descended the stairs. His hand held mine in a firm yet gentle grip, and I was filled with adoration for him. A sense of security and comfort settled over me as if I had finally found my place in the world. I knew at that moment that I wanted to be with him always, for the rest of my life. No matter what challenges we faced, I would face them by his side. The thought made me grin.

We strolled beneath the glow of the moon, our footsteps light on the pavement, as we made our way to the parking garage where our car awaited us. The night sky twin