Berton's POV

　　"Good morning," I placed my hand against the headrest of the seat and pulled the seat around the dining table. Emily lifted her head to look at me and a smile curved on her lips. She looked extremely beautiful this morning. She was always beautiful but this morning, there was something about her looks.

　　Was it because her skin seemed to glow even more lately? Her eyes had a spark whenever she looked at me or talked about her dreams. She looked so ...