"As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin."
― Pablo Neruda
Ling grew up always hearing from her mother how her father wooed her. It was just a regular occurrence in their household before, especially if someone was persuaded or her father was asked to do something. Her mother always used to say how head over heels her father was with her and made sure the proposal was really foolproof because he literally proposed in the temple.
The moment she realize her feelings for Orm, she already thought that there's no turning back for her, she had already envisioned what she would do. It was as if she had been granted a glimpse into a future that had always been waiting in the wings, patiently anticipating her to step into its embrace. From how to elevate her life from the conditions she was born into until for when she would go old and grey with the love of her life.
Even in situations where there are many offers or choices — there is no doubt. Her priority would always be Orm. When it comes to her, The Attorney is always sure. Ling is always ready to gamble without thinking about losing.
She doesn't have any idea if Orm feels the same as her before, or if she does, she's always wondering if it will last. She didn't know if they were still destined until the end.
But didn't they also say that you also choose what's for you? You choose who you want to be with. And now that Orm is with her. Anyone would expect her to choose no one but Orm every day. Standing by her side forevermore.
They were standing close to each other, their bodies pressed against one another in a comforting embrace, and amidst this closeness, she caught a whiff of the girl's delicate fragrance that instantly enveloped her in a sense of tranquility and peace. Each breath inhaled seemed to wash away her anxiety, gradually replacing it with a sense of serenity. Despite the calmness emanating from the soothing scent, a feeling of nervousness still lingered within her. She can feel her hands shaking, her whole body shivering in anticipation for what's to come.
"What?" As the heiress stood in stunned silence, her breath catching in disbelief, a gasp escaping her lips, the room seemed to hold its breath in anticipation. Her eyes, wide with emotion, reflected a mixture of astonishment and joy, while the threat of tears lingered at the brink, teetering on the edge of her delicate lashes. It was a moment frozen in time, the intensity of the emotions hanging palpably in the air. Ling swallowed hard and With a trembling hand, she raised the small box from the back pocket of her worn denim jeans, a proof of how much she love this woman in front of her.
Orm, in shock, covered her mouth as tears were now freely brimming off her face while Ling without hesitation knelt in front of her and looked up at the girl. Her eyes with unshed tears but chose to be strong. "I still believe that leaving you during that time was the stupidest idea that I had but an imperative one. What tears me even more is you begging for my love." Ling started and Orm's knees trembled beneath her, a surge of heat rising within her as she fought the overwhelming urge to collapse at the Attorney's feet and shower her with kisses. Hold her tightly, melt her everything with her, her heart aching with a fierce desire to be enveloped in the Attorney's presence.
"I'm looking for you in any empty roads. In every vehicle space. In the places where we once laughed and exchanged stories. Hoping next time, I will meet you. "The Attorney said, her voice already shaking from the overwhelming emotions she's feeling but she's not done yet.
