Chapter 322
Chapter 322 The Proposal, Part One
As she stepped onto the platform, a brilliant beam of light cut through the darkness. There, in the center, sat a grand piano.
A man, dressed in a classic black suit with vintage elegance, was poised at the keys. Under the soft glow of the spotlight, his impossibly handsome features looked both divine and dangerously captivating; his long, slender fingers pressed down on the black and white keys, and in the vast, empty space, the music rang out-haunting and magnificent.
A canon, tender and moving. It wasn’t the polished skill of a professional, but it carried something far more powerful-something that reached straight into her chest.
The gentle, mesmerizing melody seemed to speak of a love too deep for words; joy and sorrow intertwined, longing and pain woven together, each note overflowing with emotion.
As the music swelled to its peak, every towering screen in the city lit up at once. One by one, panels of animated sketches appeared.
Lillian lifted her gaze, stunned, until she recognized them for what they were-moments of their story, captured in ink and color.
She remembered it all-the cave where he’d been gravely injured, the way her teasing, mischievous eyes had still sparkled as she tended to his wounds. The nights when she ate roast chicken while leaving him nothing but an apple. His quiet, calculated schemes to take her away. His first bold declaration that she was his. His sudden, breathtaking appearances, as if out of thin air. And the way he would wait for her in silence, standing steadfast in the night wind.
Scene after scene played across the skyline, each one etched into her memory; it felt like reliving every second all over again.
And when the images shifted-when she saw the moment of him carrying her unconscious body under the last rays of the setting sun-her tears finally broke free, spilling down her cheeks unchecked.
He’s been by my side this whole time. Through every step, through every moment. She realized, with blinding clarity, that she had loved Sebastian for far longer than she had ever admitted to herself.
The screens shifted again, this time displaying bold, sweeping words: “Forget if life could ever return to the first moment we met; as long as you’re with me, that’s all I’ll ever need. Sebastian will love Lillian-always p>
By the time she reached the final frame, she was sobbing so hard she couldn’t speak.
The music slowly drifted toward its end; the last note faded into silence. He stood, every
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movement deliberate, and walked toward her.
When he reached her, his hand lifted gently to brush away her tears. His voice was low and tender. “I hope this will be the last time you ever cry for me. From here on, I only want to see your smile. Leave the sadness, the pain-leave all of it to me p>
Before she could think, Lillian threw herself into his arms, her arms wrapping tightly around his waist. Her tears soaked through his shirt, each drop cutting straight to his heart.
Hearing her quiet sobs, he felt a sharp ache so deep it stole his breath.
“The last time,” he murmured, holding her even tighter.
The world around them seemed to vanish. Silence blanketed the space; there was nothing but the whisper of the wind.
It was impossible to say how long they stayed like that, but eventually, Lillian tilted her head up, a watery smile on her face. “This is all your fault… making me cry this much p>
Sebastian wiped away the lingering tears at the corners of her eyes, his gaze soft. “I’m sorry. This will be the last time,” he promised, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
When her emotions finally steadied, he smiled at her. “No more tears. If you keep crying, I won’t be able to move on to what comes next p>
She shot him a playful glare, turning her head away with feigned annoyance.
He chuckled, indulgent, and slipped his arms around her from behind. His voice, low and coaxing, brushed against her ear. “Be good. Close your eyes p>
Lillian turned slightly to look at him; his gaze burned into hers, dark and mesmerizing.
“Close
your eyes,” he repeated softly. “Be good… listen to me p>
Under his quiet persuasion, she obeyed, her lashes fluttering shut.
She felt his warmth leave her; the sound of his footsteps retreated, growing fainter until there was only silence-and the soft sigh of the evening breeze.
Then, suddenly, a burst of dazzling light flooded the square, and screams of excitement erupted all around her.
Confused, Lillian opened her eyes and froze.
The entire plaza had been transformed into a sea of blue roses, their diamond-blue petals swaying like waves beneath the lights; an endless ocean of shimmering beauty surrounded her.
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Ruby Walker
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