OLIVIA
Austin's presence in my tattoo studio was like a balm to my restless heart. His warm smile and the affection in his eyes reassured me that I was making the right choice. I had decided that I was going to say yes to him, to become his mate, and embark on a new chapter of my life.
We stood there, the anticipation between us was palpable. The words I wanted to say were right on the tip of my tongue, but I hesitated, overcome by a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
Austin, sensing my hesitation, took a step closer. His hand reached out to gently cup my cheek, his thumb brushing over my skin in a tender caress. "Olivia," he began, his voice soft, "there's something I want to ask you."
I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat and nodded, my heart pounding in my chest.
Hi
