Seven Days Seven Nights

Chapter 104 Kiss Me, and I’ll Tell You

Nicholas led Nancy to the door and paused, turning around to face her. He said, “Close your eyes and give me your hand.”

Curious, she inquired, “What’s with all the secrecy?” She then extended her hand, placing it gently. in his palm. Her hand, small and fair, contrasted markedly against his larger, rougher one, emphasizing her delicate nature.

He firmly grasped her hand, his big palm almost entirely enveloping her smaller one. He asked, “Are you ready?”

Surprisingly, she felt a hint of nervousness mingled with a tinge of anticipation. “Yes, I’m ready,” she affirmed with a nod.

“Now, close your eyes.”

“Okay,” she agreed, gently shutting her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered like miniature fans, endearing and charming.

With one hand still clutching Nancy’s, Nicholas used his free hand to open the door. As he observed the perfectly executed surprise inside, he nodded in satisfaction. He then turned to her and whispered tenderly, “You can open your eyes now.”

Eagerly, she exclaimed, “Okay! I’m opening them now!”

Perhaps driven by a hint of fear that her dream might vanish, she opened her eyes only slightly. However, upon beholding the grand, dreamlike, and profoundly romantic display before her, she instantly widened her eyes.

before her. It was a scene she had only associated with dreams. She even questioned whether she was awake or still immersed in a dream. The sheer beauty

of dolls spanning all shapes, sizes, and styles. Some were larger than Nancy, exquisitely crafted and lifelike in every detail. Even the doll’s eyelashes. were meticulously designed to appear authentic. Collections of more miniature dolls lined the room, including her cherished favorites, and not just those famous during her childhood. There were also vintage dolls that she had recently adored and limited-edition dolls from popular animations. They were now here before her, bringing her dreamy world to life. The

spoke, breaking

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closer, and teased, “You’re not dreaming, my

Nancy remained

with his hands. Counting down silently, he began with “Ten.” As he reached “One,” he swiftly removed his hands. The room filled with dolls remained unchanged, just as enchanting as

not a dream! It’s real. They’re all real.” She continued, “This is incredible. So many dolls, and they’re all my favorites! How did you manage to do

from one doll to another, her radiant smile a testament to her sheer exhilaration. She couldn’t help but move energetically around the room, savoring every moment. With a doll clutched tightly in her arms, she moved from

her most recent favorite, a limited-edition vintage doll that was incredibly hard to buy, she grabbed it

how did you do it? I had no idea you were this amazing!” Her joy was palpable, as was

been worthwhile. It seemed that no matter how challenging the journey had been, it was meaningful now. “Do you like this

it so much! Its the doll I’ve been obsessed with lately. How did you know that

he playfully added, “It’s

it. “Tell me! Tell me! You were about to tell me

to know?” he

“Yes, very eager.”

then.” Nicholas pointed at his check

and decided to be bolder. On her tiptoes, she leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on his check. Yet,