He knew it was too late to discuss matters, but his pent-up emotions frustrated him. He welcomed her inside and had her sit comfortably on the couch. Walked over to the kitchen and fetched a glass of water for her. Freya took a small sip, moistening her throat. She whispered, laying her heart bare before him. “Lan, you’ve stayed in my thoughts since we first met. You have a unique presence that quietly draws me in, different from anyone I usually meet,” she said. “I’m not sure if you feel the same though,” she peeked at him dejectedly.
Her words sparked a chain of fond memories he shared with her. Their first encounter, the champagne tower toppling on him, the light she offered him the café to get rid of the darkness in his world, their small coffee breaks, drunken antics, the time she made his heart race for the first time, her gently applying ointment on his injuries with furrowed brows, trying to cook for him, planting a kiss on his forehead thinking he was asleep, helping her polish up his skills and personality, and to say that she thinks he harboured no feelings for her. Her words left him surprised; his eyes softly accused her. How could she be so unaware? The realisation that she hadn’t recognised the depth of his feelings stirred a mix of frustration and tenderness within him.
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Gentle lamplight bathed the living room, casting soft shadows that danced across their faces. The ticking of the clock faded into background noise as Nolan knelt before her, holding her hands and stroking circles on them. “How could I not have feelings for you?” He locked his gaze with hers. “You pulled me from the dark swamp my life had become, showed me compassion, and helped me when all hope was lost.” It was a confession wrapped in gratitude and yearning, a declaration of love born from the way she had illuminated his world when all seemed dim. He planted a soft kiss on her knuckles before getting up. She gazed at him, her eyes filled with unspeakable emotions as she wrapped her hands around him, hugging him gently. A smile graced his lips as he hugged her back, kissing her eyes and forehead when they parted. “Gosh, I love your eyes,” she suddenly said aloud, making Nolan laugh softly.
