Whispered Wishes: The Magic of Childhood Dreams

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Saint waved to Zee, who smiled and left his apartment to work, leaving Saint feeling alone. It had been this way ever since he came to Bangkok. They hadn't even consummated their marriage or properly communicated. Saint couldn't shake the feeling that Zee always kept his distance, and there was that room he would always lock. What secrets lay behind its closed doors?

Muan Nang came over to help Saint with cooking and cleaning, but would leave after sometime. Saint thought it was time for a change, maybe even a small gesture to show Zee how much he appreciated him. He decided to ask Muan Nang about Zee's favorite color, which turned out to be black and white. With that knowledge, Saint embarked on a spontaneous mission to redecorate their home. The walls, painted in a crisp shade of white, acted as a canvas for the bold black elements. A plush black leather sofa sat at the center of the room, complemented by sleek black side tables on either side. The coffee table, with its polished black surface, provided a sleek focal point. Black throw pillows and a cozy black rug added depth and texture to the space.

The dining area carried the same black and white theme. A sleek black dining table took center stage, surrounded by white chairs with black upholstery. The contrast of the dark table against the white chairs created a visually striking effect. Above the table, a modern white chandelier hung, casting a warm and intimate glow over the space.

Throughout the home, Saint had incorporated black accents with carefully chosen decor pieces. Black picture frames showcased cherished memories, while black vases displayed fresh blooms, adding a pop of natural color against the monochromatic backdrop. The combination of black and white created a timeless and stylish atmosphere, reflecting Zee's favorite color palette.

As Zee walked into the apartment, his eyes widened in surprise. The entire place had been transformed, now filled with his favorite shades of black and white. Zee's mind raced, trying to process the sudden change. He was mesmerized by the newfound beauty. The apartment felt like home, right at that moment.

Standing beside the dinner table, Saint watched as Zee approached him, taking in the scene before him. The table was adorned with Zee's favorite dishes. Zee looked at Saint, who beamed with joy, his eyes shining brightly.

The warmth in Saint's eyes weakened Zee. There was something about that smile, something that made his heart skip a beat. Zee smiled back genuinely and said, "Thank you, Saint. You didn't have to do all of this."

"But I wanted to. It's our home, after all. Do you like it?" Saint asked, his voice tinged with apprehension. He desperately wanted to impress Zee, to bridge the gap between them and become closer as a married couple.

"It's lovely, Saint. Just lovely. It feels like a real home. Thank you," Zee replied, his words filled with gratitude.

Saint felt as if he had conquered the first step of a reality show. They sat down together and enjoyed their dinner in their "new home." For the first time, Saint witnessed Zee genuinely smiling from the heart, and it filled him with a sense of accomplishment and happiness.

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As more than a couple of months had passed since Zee and Saint got married, Saint began feeling increasingly lonely. Zee's work kept him busy, and even when he was home, he would be glued to his laptop or lock himself in a room. Saint longed to ask Zee about the room, but he held back, afraid of pushing him further away. He had hoped that redecorating the house would improve their relationship, but it seemed to have little effect.

One morning, with Zee gone, Saint decided to indulge in his love for glass painting. He began painting the windows, losing track of time and immersing himself in his artistic endeavor. However, in his enthusiasm, he accidentally locked himself out on the balcony.