“Close your eyes first," Mia instructed.

However, Timothy didn't comply this time.

He looked down at her and reasoned, "You're asking me to help you put on this dress, right? But how can I do that if I close my eyes?"

Mia fell silent, realizing the implication of her request.

Timothy continued, "We were once married and even have children together. What's there to be shy about in front of me?"

“I'm not shy.”

"Stay still."

Timothy remained silent thereafter. Once he had steadied Mia, he positioned himself behind her.

As he looked at Mia's beautiful, fair back, a depth of emotion shone in his eyes.

Noticing the stuck zipper at her waist, Timothy swiftly crouched down behind her.

upward to the ceiling. She couldn't shake the feeling of Timothy's penetrating stare boring

behind her; it seemed that Timothy was adjusting the zipper of her

against her back, Mia's body

are you moving?" Timothy's voice rumbled

bit itchy," Mia replied,

to tolerate it any longer, she

"Almost."

zipper. Why

trailed off, she heard the sound of the zipper gradually ascending from her waist, inch

deep

ear as he whispered,

jerked her head in surprise, breaking free from his embrace. "Well, I suppose that just goes to show our relationship wasn't all that remarkable. You've never lent me a

fell into a contemplative silence. "Perhaps I haven't been as attentive

at the moment,

her dress and briskly made her way back to

fluttering of her heart caused by Timothy's close proximity moments ago.

casually leaned against the doorframe. "Do you consider

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255