Chapter 152

Charlotte's profile only had one post—a nine-photo collage that might have seemed clichéd, but felt deeply romantic to her. It showed them holding hands, walking side by side, and posing for sweet selfies, all centered around the photo she'd just sent of her kissing Nicholas on the cheek while he slept. Nicholas tapped the like button. After juggling a dozen flowery phrases in his head, he left a simple comment that read, "Love you." It was the first real relationship of his life. Fancy lines weren't his thing. Just then, Charlotte sent him a message. Charlotte: "Darling, I hope we can celebrate our anniversary together every year, all the way to a hundred!" Nicholas: "Why stop at a hundred?" Charlotte: "I'll be so old by then! My teeth will fall out, and I'll look terrible! I'd die of embarrassment!" Nicholas: "Don't worry. You'll stay beautiful." Charlotte: "I just know I'll always be pretty in your eyes!" Sweet talk like that might sound light-hearted, but Nicholas meant e