She smiled in self-satisfaction as she glanced up at her beau, chained to the pedestal with a bouquet in his arms. "How are you doing, my love?" she asked him.
"F-fine," he replied. His arms were shaking ever so slightly from the exertion of keeping them raised, and she made a point of slowly and deliberately turning the next page of her book.
"You're doing great," she said. "Just stay like that until I finish my chapter."
Plan Bee
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