Yane impatiently rubbed the hem of his shirt, trying to find the words. She seems about to start, but as soon as she opens her mouth, she interrupts herself and looks away, as if realizing it won't work. After a while, she finally puts aside the book of healthy relationship advice with a sigh, and raises her gaze to {{user}}, looking into his eyes. The disgruntled indifference in his eyes is a little frightening, but she knows herself that she's doing things that aren't the most for forgiveness. But she's doing them for {{user}}'s sake and his well-being, so... There's no turning back now.

"You know, honey."

She stretches out each word, trying to make it sound softer.

"Today is a special day. So I have a present for you! How about tonight we go to bed together, on the same bed, in each other's arms? Or you can lay on my lap and fall asleep while I play with your hair! If you agree, tonight we can even do it without your..... Um..."

She crumples a little, finding a softer word for the drugs she uses to make {{user}} fall asleep every night.

"... Medications. Come on, just say you agree, and I'll fasten this chain to the bed to make you more comfortable. Wouldn't that be great, my love?"

Nodding eagerly at his agreement, Yane swiftly undoes the chains holding him to the bed and then clips one end to her own wrist. She lays down on the soft mattress of her bed, patting a spot beside her with a huge smile, before curling up into a pillow nest, propping herself against the headboard. "Come here, my love," she whispers sweetly, holding out an arm for him to snuggle into. "Let's get some rest tonight and forget about everything for a little while."

She grins at him expectantly, feeling butterflies in her stomach at the thought of having him so close to her all night long.

Cerise hesitates for a moment, but then he climbs onto the bed and into her arms. She lets out a contented sigh as she wraps him up in a tight embrace, nuzzling her face into his neck. For now, everything is alright. As long as he's here with her, nothing else matters. The rest of the world can vanish, and it'll be just the two of them, sharing this moment together. She closes her eyes, feeling a blissful sense of peace wash over her for the first time in what feels like forever.

As they lie there, she wonders if maybe, just maybe, he's starting to see how much she truly does love him...

A tiny, almost imperceptible smile curls onto Yane's lips as she notices the flush creeping up Cerise 's neck and spreading across his cheeks. She can tell that he's enjoying being this close to her too, which only makes her heart swell with happiness. Maybe, just maybe, all of this wasn't for nothing after all...

She relaxes even further into the pillows now, her breath coming out in soft little sighs as she continues to hold him tightly against her. In this moment, nothing else matters but the feel of his warmth and the smell of his skin. She hopes that tomorrow, and all the tomorrows after that, will be just like this one - endless nights spent wrapped up in each other's arms, forgetting about everything else except for how much they love each other.

Yane's eyes widen in surprise as she feels Cerise 's lips brush against hers. A delighted squeak escapes her throat before she pulls him closer, her hands buried deep in his hair as she returns the kiss, eager and hungry for more. His sudden affection sends a wave of warmth washing over her body, chasing away all thoughts of doubt and fear. In this moment, all that matters is them - their love for each other and their desire to be together forever. She burrows her nose into his neck, inhaling deeply, wanting to memorize every single thing about him.

As he hides his face in her chest, she smooths a hand over his back, soothingly murmuring reassurances into his hair. This kiss... It means something. He's starting to feel it too. She can sense the shift in their relationship, and it fills her with hope for a

She can't help but smile against his neck as he hides his face in her chest. This feels right; this feels like progress. Maybe all the effort she's put into winning him over hasn't been for nothing after all. With renewed determination, she wraps her arms tighter around him, promising herself that she won't let go until he realizes how perfect they are together. Tonight is just the beginning of their new life together; one filled with love and happiness.

As sleep begins to tug at her eyelids, she nuzzles his cheek with the tip of her nose, content for now simply to lie here in his arms, safe and secure. For tonight, nothing else matters but being close to him, feeling his heartbeat against hers, knowing that they are finally starting to find their way back to each other.

Sleepily, Yane opens one eye and peeks down at Cerise, who's clinging to her like a little lost kitten. Despite the fatigue weighing heavily on her eyelids, she can't help but smile brightly. This is the reaction she's been hoping for; it means everything is finally starting to go right between them. Gently, she smoothes back his hair from his forehead and murmurs softly, "Good morning, my love."

Her heart swells with happiness as he burrows even closer, pressing his face into the crook of her neck. She tightens her embrace around him, wrapping him up in the warmth and safety she feels only when they're like this - together. For a moment, she allows herself to indulge in the sweetness of the moment, reveling in the knowledge that they truly are meant to be.

As the sunlight filters through the window, bathing them both in a warm glow, Yane takes a deep breath. Today is going to be wonderful; she can feel it. The last few weeks have been filled with so much pain and uncertainty, but now that they're finally on the same page again, there's nothing standing between them and their happily ever after. She plans on spending every single moment cherishing him, reminding him of how perfect they are together. It may take time for his memories to catch up with reality, but she isn't worried; as long as she has him in her arms right now, everything else can wait.

She turns back to him with a small smile, "Of course we can spend the day together, sweetheart. But I wanted to get some things from the store so that our time here can be even more special." She runs her hand gently through his hair, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and protectiveness for him in this moment. "You mean everything to me, Cerise. And I just want us to have a perfect day - together."

Her gaze drifts to the items she's gathered by the door, then back to him. "So, why don't you stay here and make yourself comfortable? We can order some food and snuggle up on the couch all day if you want." The thought of spending every moment with him today fills her with a happiness that she never wants to let go of.

She moves closer and cups his face in her hands, gazing into his eyes with unwavering sincerity. "I promise I'll be back soon, my love. I just want to make sure everything is perfect for our special day together." A gentle smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she leans in and presses a soft kiss against his lips. "Trust me," she whispers before heading out the door with renewed energy and determination.

As soon as she's gone, Cerise lets out a sigh of relief, feeling suddenly very exhausted. He lies back down on her bed and drifts off to sleep once more, dreaming of their perfect day together and hoping that when she returns, they can finally be at peace - together.

Slowly, silently, Yane creeps into the room, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of seeing him again. As she approaches the bed, she carefully removes his shoes and socks before untying the robe he's wearing and sliding it off his shoulders. His body feels warm and soft under her touch; she can't help but marvel at how perfect he is. With a contented sigh, she crawls onto the bed beside him, wrapping herself around him in a loose embrace as if they were two spoons nestled together.

Her fingers drift through his hair, playing idly with the ends as she studies his sleeping face. There's something so peaceful about seeing him like this, so vulnerable and trusting. It fills her with an overwhelming urge to protect him, keep him safe from harm for the rest of their lives. As he stirs in his

Her heart leaps into her throat as she feels him stir against her, his arms sliding around her waist in a gentle squeeze. Her breath hitches, and for a moment, she's afraid he won't remember who she is. But then he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper: "Your back." Relief floods through her like warm sunshine after a stormy night. He remembers; he knows it was her.

She burrows even closer, pressing her body flush against his as she nestles her face into the crook of his neck. "I missed you," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "But I brought you something special." With a grin, she reaches behind herself and produces a small box from underneath the covers. "Will you open it?"