Aryan stood frozen at the entrance of his room, stunned. What used to be a simple bedroom now looked like a honeymoon suite straight out of a romantic drama. Soft, ambient lighting filled the space with warmth. The bed was neatly made, adorned with rose petals arranged in the shape of a heart—though some of them had shifted slightly. He slowly walked in, his eyes scanning the delicate decorations, the flickering candles, and the light fragrance of roses in the air. With a quiet sigh, he sat on the edge of the bed, pressing down slightly as if testing if this was all real.
"It's so cool," Evan commented with a small smile, glancing around the room, clearly impressed by Adam's arrangements.
Aryan chuckled lightly. "Yeah… he really went all out."
Then, standing up, he grabbed a towel from the shelf. "You take a rest. I'll be right back." With that, he disappeared into the bathroom.
