"Darling!, where are you?!"When I opened my eyes, I saw myself standing in the middle of a garden, surrounded by various kinds of beautiful flowers, light blue sky coloured with white clouds. Sing song of birds along with the warm gush of spring air, which made my hair sway for it's rhythm. When I looked around, those plants are the only ones what I can see, that is stretched along the ground upto the distance, where my eyes can see.
When I looked at myself, I was dressed up in a white floral dress along with matching white sandles. A small natural bracelet was tugged in my left hand made by natural flowers, which I presume made by the flowers. I felt a light weight in my head. When I trace my fingers to look what it was, I was again, met with a small crown in my head which is made of flowers.
I was left dumbfounded on what the hell is going on.
Where am I?
What am I doing here?
How did I just found myself in a beautiful nowhere garden, when I clearly remember myself going to the bed last night?
What's going o-
"Finally, There you are!"
The Voice. That voice. I clearly know I heard that voice before but, I can't seem to put my fingers on where I heard it. I turned towards the direction of that voice and found a boy wearing a white long sleeve shirt which is tucked in blue denim pants, walking towards me.
I stood there looking at the boy but the weird thing is that, I can't seem to figure out who he is. His face seems to be a blur in my vision. I squirmed my eyes to get a better view of him but, in the end, All I can see was his still blured face, which is getting nearer and nearer with each passing second.
"I thought I lost you!" he breathed in relief when he finally stand in front of me. He slowly took my hands into his, sofly tracing his tumb along my forearms.
"I've been waiting so long for this moment to come. And now, it's finally here " he slowly interwind our hands and brought it near his lips and gave it a gentle peck. Then suddenly, he crounched down in the ground on one knee, still holding my hand. He took a red velvet box from his pant pocket and opened it, reveling an elegant diamond ring.
"I knew you are the one for me, from the second I laid my eyes on you. You've made a feel emotions which I've never felt before. You made me a better version of myself and made me, who I am. Words can't describe how much I love you. It can't be described even, If I brought you those stars from the sky." He stopped a little and continued "So, will you, Kim min Ah, will allow me to be your husband and let me show you how much I love you, for the rest of my life? "
I stood in awestruck looking at the male in front me. There are so many unanswered questions running inside my mind. I already didn't know how did I come to this place and now, I don't know about this stranger, who's now proposing me in the middle of this garden. I still couldn't figure out who he is but, I can now make out some little details on his face.
His hair looked freshly cut from a hairdresser, it was styled to a side which gave me a better view to his forehead. A little down his forehead stood a beautiful pair of dark chocolate brown eyes, that's looking at me lovingly. His sharp nose along with a cute dimple visible in his cheek, every little details of his face looked so breath taking that I couldn't help but to take in everything.
I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't notice the man already standing in front of me, holding my nape with one hand and his other hand rested on my waist like, He holding something which is very precious to him. His suddenly close proximity caused my heart to beat at a faster pace, as if it would jump out of my chest at any minute. His soft plump lips getting nearer and nearer to my own pair to which, I closed my own eyes, as if I'm wanting feel those pair of lips on mine. His breath fanned on my lips which indictated me that he's a lot more closer than before and the next moment, I felt those beautiful pair of lips on my own ones.
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