Behind The Scenes Of Love || ᥇᥅꠸ᧁꫝꪻ᭙꠸ꪀ ᠻᠻ

14. Dream?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Win felt a little too heavy and sweaty in his forehead, heart still racing from the intensity of the imagined proposal he just had. As the fog of sleep cleared, relief washed over him like a soothing balm. It had all been just a dream-a vivid, nerve-wracking fantasy that had felt all too real.

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Yet, as the realization dawned that the confession day was today, a new wave of nerves swept over him, tinged with a sense of anticipation and determination. With a deep breath, he pushed aside the lingering remnants of his dream and focused on the task at hand.

Checking the time, Win saw that it was almost night, the sky painted in shades of dusky purple and orange. With renewed resolve, he set about getting ready for the date, his hands steady despite the fluttering of butterflies in his stomach.

Choosing an elegant black coat and a sweet-smelling perfume, Win meticulously groomed himself, every movement imbued with a sense of purpose and anticipation. He styled his hair with care, trying to achieve a look of sophistication and charm. Yet, despite his efforts to appear suave and debonair, he couldn't shake the feeling that he ended up looking incredibly cute instead.

As he glanced at his reflection in the mirror one final time, a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Perhaps he wasn't the epitome of cool and collected, but he was determined to be genuine and sincere. After all, it was his heart, not his appearance, that he hoped would win Bright over.

With a final adjustment to his coat, Win took a deep breath and stepped out into the night, the anticipation of the impending confession mingling with the cool evening air. Tonight, he would lay his heart bare and take a leap of faith, trusting that honesty and vulnerability would pave the way for a future filled with love and possibility.