Chapter One Hundred And Thirteen: Her?

Tiana, flipping through the pages, was moved by the thoughtfulness encapsulated in each image. The scrapbook became a tangible symbol of their shared experiences and the depth of Mark’s affection. As the evening progressed, Mark led Tiana to their backyard, where a canopy of fairy lights adorned the trees. A blanket was spread under the starlit sky, creating a makeshift outdoor sanctuary. They lay down, hand in hand, gazing up at the celestial tapestry above. Mark pointed out constellations, sharing anecdotes about their symbolism. Tiana, nestled in the warmth of the night, felt a profound sense of peace. The simplicity of lying under the stars, hand in hand with the one she loved, became a memory etched in her heart. With a gentle whisper, Mark expressed his gratitude for the moments they shared and his excitement for the many adventures still to come. Tiana, her heart brimming with love, reciprocated the sentiment. As the night waned and the stars continued their silent vigil,