Chapter Ninety-Three

The doorbell chimed, 'ding dong' resonating through Camilla's luxury serviced apartment.

"I'll be right there," she called out, her voice echoing from the distant reaches of the living room.

As the door swung open, Edward stood before her, clutching a magnificent bouquet of roses.

Despite his casual attire of a t-shirt and jeans, an air of elegance and refinement enveloped him.

His dark, lustrous hair was expertly braided, lending him a polished look, while his face radiated a gentle smile.

"Good evening," he greeted, his words leaving Camilla in a state of astonishment.

She remained rooted at the threshold, draped in her pajamas, her blonde hair gathered in a disheveled bun.

After a brief pause of awe and confusion, Camilla finally found her voice.

".....Hi," she uttered, her internal thoughts racing to process the unexpected visit.

Edward's smile widened, a warm affection shining in his eyes.

He took in Camilla's pajama-clad charm and artfully tousled hair, inwardly praising her nat