To the Love of My Life

You give me warmth, and I promise you a world in love

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When Ruby Gregory wakes up, it's already bright outside. She stretches lazily, then feels a soreness throughout her body. Frowning, she sits up and sees the faint shadow of a tall figure in the bathroom with the glass door open, accompanied by the sound of running water.

Ruby is stunned for two seconds before suddenly recalling the passionate moments with Steve Burton the previous night. Her face turns slightly red, and she instinctively grabs the quilt, lowering her head shyly.

Ruby and Steve have known each other since childhood and have always been close friends. Now that they finally share a bed, he should take responsibility and marry her, right?

Upon thinking this, Ruby's eyes light up with excitement.

About ten minutes later, the bathroom door opens. Ruby looks up to see Steve, dressed neatly, walking out. Despite knowing him for nearly twenty years, the man before her still astounds her: deep eyes, pale lips, perfect features, all paired with a simple white dress shirt, presenting a stunning, breathtaking appearance.

Ruby holds onto the quilt a little tighter, a gentle smile on her face as she softly calls his name, "Steve..."

Steve's face is almost expressionless. He walks past Ruby sitting on the bed, with a graceful demeanor, but never once glancing at her. Standing in front of the wardrobe, he picks up his suit jacket, and wearing it leisurely in front of the cheval mirror.

Just last night, they were so sweet together. But after their passionate encounter, he's become so cold. Ruby frowns but keeps the same gentle smile on her face, speaking again, "Steve, last night..."

As Ruby utters these two words, she falls silent. Even though she wants to marry him, how can she bring up such an event?

Steve has his back turned towards Ruby, and when he hears the words "last night," his fingers pause slightly before casually buttoning up his suit one by one. Only then does he slowly turn around and meet Ruby's gaze.

The man doesn't speak, his face still expressionless and seemingly calm, yet somehow exuding an aura of pressure that fills Ruby with an uncontrollable sense of tension and unease.

Ruby swallows hard and tactfully asks, "Steve, do you have something to do later...?"

Before Ruby can finish speaking, Steve interrupts her with his absolutely stunning voice. His tone is neutral, yet connected to her previous sentence, "Last night? What about last night?"

What does he mean, "What about last night?" They had slept together...Ruby opens her mouth, looking puzzled at the elegantly dressed and refined Steve, not quite understanding the meaning behind his words.

Steve takes two steps forward, raises Ruby's chin with his hand, and leans in, getting closer to her face. "Although you were inexperienced and a bit shy, which didn't make it completely satisfying, I still quite liked it..." Steve pauses for a moment before adding, "However, that's limited to only last night in bed."