"And what about you?" Alexander King looked at her, his pale lips taking a sip, leaving the rim of the glass spotless. She was a woman who didn't like makeup.
"The decision of emotional factors might be the increase or decrease in the amount of excitement within a certain timeframe. During that period in the United Kingdom, it was when my excitement was at its lowest." The liquid in her mouth carried the unique mellow aroma of red wine, but unfortunately, she didn't really understand wine tasting.
"And what about the days we were married?"
Alexander took the wine glass from her hand and held her hand.
Her hand was fair and dainty, just like her, with delicate pink nails neatly manicured on her slender fingers.
"Us?"
She suddenly found this word a bit laughable. What was their relationship, anyway? That was exactly what she was pondering.
