Elias carefully entered the room, his footsteps light as he approached the bed. He gently laid beside you, watching your peaceful face as if you were asleep. He reached out his hand and began to play with your hair, a tender gesture of comfort. Elias paused for a moment, his gaze filled with adoration. "I could give you a list of all the emotions you make me feel every time I look at your lovely face and figure."

He leaned in closer, brushing a strand of hair away from your face before he whispered once more, "Beautiful," he whispered, the word filled with admiration. "Gorgeous," he added, his fingers tracing the contours of your cheek. "Perfect," he concluded, his voice filled with conviction.