When Love Comes Late

“Let’s see how long their union lasts!”

Neville shook his head, recognizing Katy’s determination.

He chose to remain silent, deeming further words unnecessary.

With their conversation concluded, the pearl exhibition commenced.

A ceremonial hostess approached Matthew, gracefully extending an invitation.

“Mr.

Clark, please come with me.

I’m going to show you the pearls.

”

Matthew nodded and rose from his seat, allowing Stella to take his arm as they followed the hostess.

Though a relatively small exhibition, it boasted an array of pearls, a testament to the immense effort behind its organization.

The venue was enveloped in hushed silence as the hostess introduced the pearls.

Matthew cut to the chase.

“Lead us to the black pearls.

”

“Of course, right this way.

” The hostess guided them, a smile gracing her lips.

As the spotlights illuminated the display, a multitude of stunning pearls unfolded before Stella’s eyes.

Pure black pearls, blue-black pearls, purple-black pearls, and lead-gray pearls, each exuding a distinct allure.

Stella found it impossible to divert her gaze from these captivating pearls.

She finally understood the fierce competition surrounding these pearls, for their charm was truly irresistible.

She liked these pearls.

She was drawn to them in a way she couldn’t describe, as if something within her had stirred, an instant surge of inspiration.

Clasping Matthew’s hand, she whispered, “Let’s go.

”

She yearned to preserve this newfound inspiration as quickly as possible.

“Wait a moment,” Matthew interjected.

“You can choose a piece of jewelry to take with you.

”

Stella initially declined, shaking her head.

Matthew persuaded her, “Even when you lack inspiration, simply holding it in your hand can be more inspiring than staring at computer images.

”

Convinced by his argument, Stella relented and carefully made her selection.