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*O'Brien's house*

*evening*

While Lorenzo and Elizabeth were sitting in the dining area, Jackson came in with a smile.

"Lorenzo, there is something I need to tell you." He said.

"What?" Lorenzo asked disinterestedly.

"It's about your marriage," Jackson said.

"I'll let you know when I want to marry." He said a little bit harshly.

"Sorry Lorenzo, but you can't."

"Why? It's my life." Lorenzo said angirly.

"Yes, but the girl can't wait for so long." Jackson said.

Angrily, Lorenzo walked away to his room.

"Jack, don't mind it, he's still a little bit gloomy," Elizabeth said.

"It's okay." Saying this, Jackson went over to Lorenzo's room and sat on his bed.

"Lorenzo, you must accept this proposal, we can't let Emily wait for as long as you want," Jackson said with a small smile.

"I told you I-" Hearing the name, Lorenzo turned over to Jackson. "Who?" He asked.

"Emily. Emily Ferreira." Jackson replied.

"What?" Lorenzo was shocked.

"Yes, Thomas and I talked about it. We are fine with this marriage. I know you love her, so don't let her wait for long." Jackson patted on his back and walked out of the room.

"Dad, is Emily okay with this proposal?"

"Yes, I think." Jackson walked away.

Lorenzo was very happy with this news, and also confused

'Does Emily loves me? Is she okay with this marriage proposal?' Questions started to run around his head.

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It was almost midnight, but Lorenzo was not feeling sleepy and he wanted to know whether Emily love him or not.

He carefully sneaked out of the house and drove to Emily's house in his car.

As he reached her house, he got out of the car and looked over to the balcony of her room.

To his luck, there she was, standing on the balcony.

He called out from the street for her. Hearing her name, she looked in the direction of the sound and was shocked to see Lorenzo.

"What are you doing here?" She asked out loud but at the same time whispering with an intention of not waking her parents up.

"Come down, I need to talk to you." He replied.

"It's midnight, and I won't come down for a guy like that."

"Come on, I just wanna talk to you."

"No way."

"Okay, then I'll come inside."

"No, you're not coming in. I'll come down. Wait there!" She said annoyed and went down silently. She opened the gate and approached him.

"What?" She asked.

"You said yes?"

"For what?"

"For your marriage?"

"Yes, I did." She said with a shrug

"So, do you love your fiancee?"

"Nah, I just did it for my dad and mom."

"Oh, so it's not because you love him?"

Emily scoffed, "Never!"

"Okay, I just wanted to tell you that your fiancee is not interested in one-sided love, so if you are not interested, he'll withdraw himself from the wedding," he said, turning around to leave.

"Wait. Are you serious?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"Maybe, I'll try once."

"Try what?" Lorenzo asked stopping on his tracks.

"I'll try loving him."

"No thanks." He walked over to his car with a flirty smile.

"Okay, then goodbye." She said with a cunning smile because she knew that Lorenzo was playing around.

"But, I still love my Freya." He turned around with a smile.

"Freya? Who's that?"

"My one true love."

She couldn't help but feel a bit pissed at him. She didn't know he was mentioning her.

"Oh! Then why did you propose to me?" She asked in a subdued tone.

As he stood there silent, she turned around to leave.

Suddenly, he grabbed her by her wrist.

"What?" She asked with a hint of anger in her tone.

"Don't be mad. You don't know who my Freya is."

"I don't even care who it is."

"Well, then good night." He said.

She turned around at him, "Uhmmm... who is it?" After all she wanted to know who this Freya was.

"Who?" He stared at her pretending to be confused

"That girl. Freya. Why are you calling her YOUR Freya?"

"Coz, she's mine."

"Oh. Okay, good night." She turned to leave, a little disappointed.

As she walked away, he spoke from behind, loudly for her to hear.

"Her name ain't Freya. She's Freya only to me. But, I haven't called her Freya."

Hearing this she stopped on her way. "What do you mean?" She looked at him confused.

"Her real name is... Emily. Emily Ferreira. She's Freya only to me." He smiled at her.

She approached him slowly.

"What did you say?" She asked looking at him, and only him as she walked closer.

"It's you. You are my Freya, my goddess of love and beauty."

"So you were fooling me?"

"Sorry.........Umm......I...... I didn't mean to......Just forget it. Good night, have a good sleep."

"Okay..." She said with a demure smile that was soft and sweet.

Suddenly she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him softly, her lips moving slowly and tenderly against his. It was a moment of pure tenderness and affection, with both of them lost in the beauty of the moment.

"I'll go sleep now." She said with a smile and walked inside locking the door, leaving Lorenzo outside who was both shocked and happy at the same time.

He went back home on cloud nine.

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