Chapter 85 Made-up Continues

• After waking up from my trance, I stood at his side, gazing down at a rainbow explosion covered in a snowy white coat in an instant. I loudly breathed at the crimson, wobbly script that said "Seraphina."
• He cut a thin piece for me and held it to my mouth like a child, and I said, "Whoa!"
• Like Tyrone's warm, inviting smile, the cake released a delicious perfume that enveloped us. He held my chin gently, caressing my bottom lip with his thumb before I opened my mouth wide to let the rainbow burst inside me, causing a burning flush to creep up my cheeks. He laughed as he watched me eat and swallow, then quickly devoured the last slice from my lips.