Harsh Complaint

Meanwhile, Mateo, with a lighthearted smile on his face, playfully teased himself in the mirror as he dressed. He appreciated Ariana's compliments, finding them endearing and uplifting. Their easy banter and shared moments of affection were the threads that wove their relationship closer together, creating a warm and comforting bond.

With a final adjustment to his attire, Mateo rejoined Ariana, who was now fully engrossed in her meal.

Emerging from the dressing room, Mateo found Ariana waiting for him, her eyes sparkling. Sensing her eagerness, she inquired, "Are you leaving now?"

With a nod, Mateo confirmed, "Yes, I am. Will you be staying at home?"

Ariana's expression shifted, a hint of uncertainty crossing her features. "No," she replied softly. "I think I'll go to my fashion home to work. I don't want to be alone in the house."

Concern etched onto his face, Mateo gently placed a hand on Ariana's arm. "You should rest at home, my love," he urged. "After our journey, you need time