Joshua Hughes walked to the room's liquor cabinet, poured two glasses of red wine, approached Avery Jane, and handed her one of the glasses: "Stop drinking tea, have a glass of wine to calm your nerves and relax a bit."
He said, seating himself beside her, pulling her into his embrace: "Don't force yourself to remember, many things fail when rushed, Avery, no matter what, I'm always here for you." Avery felt the warmth from his body, such a comforting and matching aura, a strong and powerful heartbeat, slowly calming the palpitations she had just experienced.
His composure contrasted sharply with her chaotic thoughts. He raised his sparkling glass of red wine and lightly clinked it with hers, his deep and magnetic voice carried a bewitching power, slowly whispering at her sensitive ear: "If you still have the energy to overthink today, does it mean I'm not trying hard enough?"
