After Ren Left.

Anabelle's POV.

I found myself in a cozy, dimly lit room. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of warmth and intimacy. As I looked around, I noticed the soft glow of candlelight casting flickering shadows on the walls. The room was adorned with beautiful artwork, creating an ambiance of elegance and charm.

Creak

Suddenly, the door opened, and there stood Ren, looking more captivating than ever. He entered with a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling with affection. I felt my heart skip a beat as they approached me, their presence filling the room with an undeniable magnetism.

Ren took my hand, his touch sending electric currents through my veins. We danced effortlessly to a melody that seemed to play only for us. His movements were graceful and mesmerizing, as if they were born to glide across the floor. In that moment, it felt like we were the only two people in the world, lost in the enchantment of the music and each other's company.