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a perfect valentine's
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he showed up on the doorstep with the most perfect bouquet of purple roses i've ever seen when i least expected it
we had a lovely dinner at les amis accompanied by a bottle of vintage pinot noir and it ended on a high note - ice wine.
slightly heady from all that elixir , we drove off to mount faber despite my reluctance due to the unwanted connotations with that place ( as a make-out spot etc ) and that it'll definitely be crowded since today's THAT day.
he put his hand on my lap and assured me that i'll love that spot. the first bodily contact of the day and already it made me tingle with unabashed bliss.
the car stopped at a remote place and the moment i stepped out i knew he was right.
the city bustling beneath and stars quivering above us.
suddenly his arms enveloped me from behind and he held a small box in his hand.
"would you..... be my girlfriend?"
the box revealed a pair of solitaire diamond earrings glistening under the dim illumination of the lamps.
i know it sounds really corny but i swore my heart skipped at least two beats.
i turned around and tip-toed slightly to reach eye-level with him. i pulled him closer and i could smell issey miyake. crisp yet masculine.
he leaned forward and our lips were so cruelly near...
and then i woke up.
