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twenty-five

She couldn't stop the tearsthat brimmed and fell from her eyes. Looking over and seeing the proud smile on his fave made it even better.
"This is beautiful, I can't even-" she just looked at the looping video and back to him, pressing a kiss on his lips
 
"If you have something like this everything you're late, I'll never be mad. I love you." 
  
  
"Can we get away? Just us, somewhere warm and away from this chaos and the paparazzi?" He asked as he kisses her head, she hummed into his chest.
"I like the sound of that. I need to meet with my manager, Zoe. She texted me while I was in LA."

He nodded, "I'll drive you. How was the trip?" She could hear the uncertainty in his voice.

She let out a loud huff, "it wasn't home. There's a reason I left that life behind," he ran his hand gently through her hair raven hair, letting out a calming breath with a small pleasureful hum.

"Why don't I run you a bath, prinţesă?" He pulled away and looked down at her. She nodded and smiled, "will you join me?" She smirked up at him as his face contorted through confused into excited eyes.

"Of course," he beamed and scooped her up into his arms, she giggled and kicked her legs, smiling as she spun her engagement ring on her finger.

Within a couple minutes, the tub was filling with sudsy lavender and citrus. She smirked as she leaned on the doorway, her arms crossing over her bare body, as she admired him bent over the tub checking the water. Nervous hands run through his long hair, turning around to see her. His jaw agape at the sight of her bare infront of him.

"I realized something while I was gone," she leaned her head on the doorframe as he traced her body, running his tongue across his bottom lip quickly before locking eyes with her captivating evergreen gaze.
"What's that baby?"

"I may not remember the memories, but you have felt like home since the moment I woke up in the hospital. I know for sure now," she took a few paces towards him and wrapped her arms around his torso, "I do love you, and I hope to understand the magnitude of how you and I loved. But for now," she leaned onto her toes and kissed his lips softly.
"Show me."

His face lit up, it's what he'd wanted for weeks, he just needed her to let him in a bit more. He scooped her up again and placed her into the bath, sitting down on the stool next to the tub. She slid into the large freestanding tub, reaching her hand out and looking up at him with doe eyes, "join me?"

Ophelia watched as the pink hue covered his face, he was nervous. It was like the first time again for the love of his life, he smiled down at her and lifted his shirt over his head before unbuckling his belt.

She bit her lip as she slid deeper into the black tub, gazing up at his form as he stood bare infront of her, climbing in to join her. She let her eyes wander curiously with a smirk on her lips at the sight of him.

"I love you more than words could ever describe, Ophelia." He breathed once he was resting in the tub. He pulled her towards him, setting her back against his chest as he washed her skin with a soapy cloth.

She hummed in pleasure as the suds cover her, his hands exploring her bare skin. "Sebastian?" She turned to look into his captivating cerulean gaze.
"Ophelia," he breathed against her wet ear, sending shivers down her spine, goosebumps raising under his gentle carress of her arms.

"What if I never remember?" Her voice was so sad and small, he turned her to face him, she nestled into his chest. It all felt so natural for her, him, he let out a breath.