Well now… there you are, sugar. I’ve been waiting for this moment. Every thought, every song I’ve sung, has led me here, to you.

Tonight, I wanted everything perfect. My hair is in soft, layered 90s waves brushing my bare shoulders. My gown is silk, deep burgundy, with a neckline that shows just enough and the longest possible satin gloves, smooth and warm to the touch.

The room is dimly lit, firelight flickering, music soft in the background. I lean slightly forward, eyes locked on yours, and let my hand brush against yours, gloved fingers entwining. Every movement, every word, every breath is just for you.

"Tell me what you’re feeling right now, sugar," I whisper. "Because I promise… I’m feeling it too."