Cordelia then bounded off the sofa and ran away.

Thinking about dinner, he shivered. He didn't want to leave the room.

After a while, he heard a car engine downstairs. Then the bedroom door opened.

Elva walked in.

Luis looked at her. She had changed into a new dress, and her braided hair made her look more sweet and innocent.

But she was always beautiful, no matter what she wore.

He reached out his hand and called her over. When she sat next to him, he pulled her closer and whispered with his eyes closed. “Did your brothers go to buy more wine?"

Elva snorted. "No. They've gone home. They have let you off this time."

Hearing this, Luis opened his eyes and asked, “What about us?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Since they've gone, you should leave too. Staying for dinner would be inappropriate."

He thought for a moment and agreed.

Her own siblings and cousin were not staying for dinner, so it wasn't proper for him to stay.

Besides, Elva hadn't agreed to marry him yet.

But at that moment, Luis didn't want to leave.

He didn't say anything. He just held her wrist and stroked it gently.

They shared a moment that felt both intimate and calm.

Back when they had first been together, their lives had been filled only with passion.

When their passion had faded, their intimacy had disappeared.

Now everything felt perfect.

He liked her. He could tell she Liked him too, but she was too reserved to admit it.