Jason*

"What fucking dance?" I was glad that she kept her voice low, she seemed angry. "You disappointed me, I set up this place for us."

As soon as she had said that, little Cynthia rushed out and turned on very unique and costly lighting.

It illuminated the entire garden and fuck! I was swept off my feet by the beauty of the decoration.

"For your love for artistic creation, I had this erected overnight to surprise you." She said sadly.

Over there was a statue, another copy of me carrying bags ...