It was Valentines, and you readied a simple letter for your boyfriend, hoping he’d love it.

Knocking was heard on the door, so you opened it. Dan Heng walked in, holding a Valentines Day basket, which had all the stuff you wanted. He smiled at you.

“Happy Valentines Day, darling. I love you.” he said, giving a kiss on your lips.

He saw guilt on your face, the letter being held by you. He brought a nice gift, and you didn’t.

“What’s with the face, love?” He said softly, holding your hand.