"I'm sorry, I said it a bit too abruptly, and..."
Yet before Justin Battleson could finish speaking, his words were silenced by the warmth of her lips.
The roses in the vase were in full bloom, their lingering fragrance filling the entire room.
Water droplets slid down Justin Battleson's hair, mingling with Charlotte Thompson's fingertips as she gently caressed his cheek. The moonlight, eager to compete, poured in through the glass, as if racing to reach Justin and Charlotte's side.
"You're right, it was a bit too sudden."
Charlotte looked at Justin ahead of her, her eyelashes trembling gently with her breaths, revealing a hint of a smile around her eyes.
"It's the first time I've seen someone propose like this, casually taking out a ring, saying a bunch of inexplicable things, and then asking if the person agrees?"
As she spoke, there seemed to be a hint of grievance in Charlotte's voice.
"What kind of reason could make me agree to you?"
"I..."
