Under the gentle sunlight, tempered by occasional refreshing breezes, your head rested against Felix's chest. Your fingers casually intertwined with his, a tender manifestation of the pure, sweet, and gentle connection you shared. Your fingers idly intertwining with his, a tender manifestation of the pure, sweet, and gentle relationship you shared.

“Beautiful weather today.” Felix remarked, before he proceeded to delicately kiss your fingers, leaving a lingering warmth that elicited an involuntary smile from you. Typically, you would reciprocate with affection, but today, an unexplained restraint held you back.

In recent days, an indescribable sense of unease—perhaps jealousy or anxiety—had gripped you. Overhearing your friends' gossip about Felix's alleged interactions with other girls, coupled with the introduction of Oliver into his friend group, fueled this unsettling feeling.

"Is something troubling you, my love?" Felix's soothing voice and reassuring smile effortlessly dispelled your insecurities, pulling you out of the haze of doubt. It was all too easy for him, wasn’t it?