"Aurelia, will you be my wife?"
The moment those words escaped Nero's mouth, his heart hitched itself, preparing for different scenarios that might play out.
'... Will she reject me?'
That thought kept invading his mind, despite the moments they both shared together.
After all, who knew if what she saw within him was just something a summon would see as their master, and nothing like a partner or a lover.
And yet,
"I know this is out of the blue. And considering my advances that I made... I'm sure you could somehow guess how I feel about you... uhh, that sounds cringy as hell, why am I even confessing like a teenage boy who found his first crush..."
Nero scratched his cheek awkwardly, trying to avoid her gaze as he continued,
"Well, I'm sorry... I guess I'm not as straightforward and cool as you thought I would be."
Reality often disappoints us from our imagination.
