Serena smoothed down the crease on her skirt with her palm and looked up at him. He was going formal with a white shirt paired with a set of black trousers while Serena was donning a plain light green dress. "How do I look?" she questioned, fidgeting with her fingers. He raked her frame with a wooden face, only making her more nervous. "Beautiful," he answered when he met her eyes. "Your dead expression doesn't agree with you," she retorted with sarcasm. He smirked. "Really? Let me try again then," he remarked and then widened his eyes before dropping his mouth open."Oh My god, are you real because to me you look like an angel descended from heaven. Your eyes resemble the divine reflection of moon shimmering in the sea. The flowers want to steal the color of your lips, the sky craves a place in your eyes, the ships long to sail through the waves of your hair, and the ground thanks Heaven for his existence every time you kiss it with your soft feet," Asher brought his clasped han
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