Walking hand in hand in the twilight, it felt perfect. Abrielle smiled at the evening sky, her heart brimming with gratitude.
"Is there anything else you want to do?" Cedric asked, his gaze fixed on her side, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun.
Abrielle pouted her lips, then beamed.
"There is one more thing," she squealed, pulling her husband through the crowd. They had been moving all day, yet she was still as energetic as ever.
Abrielle dragged Cedric to a booth, her eyes locking on a large blue teddy bear. "Win that for me," she chimed, pointing at it.
Cedric arched a brow at her before sweeping his gaze around the booth, watching others trying to win the prize. It was a game of darts, and he instantly realised something.
"The game is rigged," his voice chimed in her mind.
Abrielle was startled. She often forgot Cedric could now read and communicate with thoughts, though he still preferred speaking aloud.
