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His heart swells at Leia's words, happiness blooming beneath his chest.

"We're else will I be but by your side". He says gently before leaning in to kiss her cheek. Just then, a knock at the door interrupted them.

Both of them startle and pull apart.

"Yes?." Mark inquires, a little annoyed at having his moment with leia ruined.

“Excuse me,” a voice calls from the other side. “Delivery for the designer.”

Mark exchanges a puzzled glance with Leia before letting go of her hand.

"I'll be right back." He says as he releases her.

The woman nods. "Okay."

He walks gingerly to the door before pulling it open. A man stands there, holding a bouquet of roses.

Mark feels his brows shoot up.

"Hello..?" Mark says incredulously, his eyes never leaving the flowers.

The man clears his throat before speaking

“These are for the designer,” he says briskly, handing the flowers to Mark.

Mark fumbles, his hands clasping clumsily around the blooms. Their bright red colour momentarily blinds him.

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