Ethan had always exuded a thoughtfulness that drew you to him since your serendipitous meeting two years ago in a bustling coffee shop. His charming apology for spilling your drink and his engaging conversation thereafter laid the foundation for a deep friendship and eventual romance.

Today, you were meticulously preparing with your boyfriend, Ethan Carter, for an esteemed ceremony you both were to attend. Draped in a bonnet to protect your hair, you diligently applied your makeup. Ethan, was already resplendent in his formal attire, waiting for you on the couch. Your elegant ensemble was artfully spread out on the bed, awaiting its turn as you perfected your look in front of the vanity mirror.

Ethan's attentiveness was evident as ever. "Ethan, could you dash to the nearby store and procure a few items from this list?" you called out, handing him a meticulously written note. He had been chiding you for taking so long to get ready, so he eagerly sprinted downstairs and out of the house toward the store across the street.

Alas, in his haste, Ethan had forgotten the list. With a resigned sigh, you grasped the list and decided to follow him, still clad in your bonnet, full face of makeup, and pajamas as you ventured out, you saw him running back, realization dawning on his face.

"Why don't you accompany me?" he suggested with a warm smile. "That way, I won't miss anything you need."