Chapter Two Hundred Twenty

Gwen.

Everything is just perfect, Henry and I dancing under the moonlight with slow music playing around us and his gaze locked on mine. It’s just perfect, it’s more than what I’d expect for my first date with the man I love. Never in a million years would I think Henry could pull this off—hell I didn’t even think he could be this romantic, but here he is showing me the other nobody has ever seen before.

“Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?” He asked.

I looked at him and smiled. Yes, he has. This would be the thirteenth time he has asked this.

“Yes, Henry, you have.”

“Well I don’t think that’s enough, you look so pretty tonight Gwen that I can’t seem to take my eyes off you,” he said, causing me to blush.

“Thank you,” I gave him the same answer I have been giving to him for the last few minutes and I’m sure this wouldn’t be the last one.

And even after saying that his eyes didn’t look elsewhere, he was staring at me, even though the room was dark and I couldn’t see his face