บท 160: With the honey in their eyes, she became the queen.

Asher stopped breathing for a moment when Isabelle began to walk down, it wasn't the first time he was seeing her, it wasn't the second heck he lived in the same house with this woman yet, every time he was enamored by how surreal she managed to appear. How could she be so beautiful?

She was like a meadow that a gentle breeze was blowing through, or like a crystal clear lake under the bright moonlight. You could almost hear angels screaming hallelujah whenever she arrived like this and to make matters worse she was in a baby blue dress and her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. Her gloved fingers gently caressed the railing as she walked down.