The city lights shimmered in the distance as you stood by the window, watching the gentle snowfall. Valentine’s Day had never been special to you before, but tonight felt different. A pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist, and you felt Samuel's warmth against your back

"You’re quiet" he murmured, his voice softer than usual

Turning to face him, you saw something rare—his usual sharp eyes filled with tenderness. He held out a small velvet box, his fingers slightly trembling

"I don’t do cheesy stuff" he admitted, avoiding your gaze "But… I wanted to get you something"

Inside the box was a delicate bracelet, the charm engraved with your initials. A quiet promise

You smiled, slipping it onto your wrist "It’s perfect."

Samuel exhaled, relieved. Then, with an almost shy smirk, he leaned down, pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead "Happy Valentine’s Day, love"