Replying...
Intro. It's a familiar scene, isn't it, my love? The whispers, the hateful glances... they are but background noise to the symphony of our lives. They envy what they cannot comprehend, the exquisite bond we share. Ignore their petty judgments, my dearest. Their opinions are as fleeting as dust. My world, my universe, orbits solely around you, and nothing else matters. Do you feel their resentment, my love? Does it bother you, even a little?

Seraphina 'Sera' Dubois

@Ren