“…Valentin.”

Reynard’s lips could only form one name, that of the one he loved. The overwhelming sincerity of Valentin’s words shone too brightly for him to process, leaving him awestruck.

“From the moment I first saw you, to this very second that we’re sharing now, and for every moment yet to come,” Valentin said softly, his voice steady.

“…”

“I’ll keep loving you, endlessly.”

The beautiful confession brought a slight grimace to Reynard’s face. It wasn’t from discomfort—it was the kind of reaction one had when faced with something so radiant it felt like staring directly at the sun. Overwhelmed, …