“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.

the ceiling. She couldn't shake the feeling of Timothy's

of movement behind her; it

against her back, Mia's body involuntarily flinched, a hint of discomfort creeping

moving?" Timothy's voice rumbled

feeling a bit itchy," Mia replied, feeling the temperature in the bathroom inexplicably

tolerate it any longer,

"Almost."

Why are you taking so

sound of the zipper gradually ascending

deep breath, feeling her

whispered,

his embrace. "Well, I suppose that just goes to show our relationship wasn't all that remarkable. You've never lent me a hand with

haven't been as attentive to

you acknowledge that, but at the moment, I have no shortage of men

that, Mia adjusted her dress and briskly made her way back to the

to a glass of water, trying to calm the fluttering of her heart caused by Timothy's close proximity moments ago. It was an unsettling

"Do you consider Chuck as someone who treats you

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