Tom kissed her gently, no rush, no force-just soft and steady. He was careful, almost reverent, brushing his lips against hers again and again. Her heart raced, her thoughts scattered, and her breath turned warm and shallow. She’d imagined this moment a thousand times-in dreams, in stories-but nothing came close to the sweetness of now.
*Bang! Bang bang!* Fireworks burst into the sky, painting the night in brilliant colors. Tom pulled back, his eyes searching hers. Her cheeks were flushed, her dark eyes glistening with something soft, something unspoken.
*Bang! Bang!* They turned to the window, watching as the sky lit up in a cascade of light. Hearts soared into the air, exploding into a shower of smaller hearts, a spectacle so breathtaking it felt like magic.
The amusement park buzzed with life, the Ferris wheel just one of its many wonders. As the fireworks grew more dazzling, the crowd below erupted in gasps and cheers.
“Holy crap, is some rich guy proposing or something? This isn’t normal,” someone muttered.
“Isn’t this area supposed to be off-limits for fireworks?”
“I heard the Ferris wheel’s booked tonight. Must be some romantic gesture. The couple’s probably up there,” another said, glancing upward.
“That’s why I couldn’t get tickets,” a girl chimed in, laughing without a hint of bitterness.
“Whoa! Look at that! It’s insane!” Another round of fireworks lit up the sky, even more stunning than the last.
Lisa, wandering alone to clear her head, looked up at the display with a pang of envy. Finding someone you truly like in this chaotic world felt like a miracle.
Then, a row of fireworks shot up in unison, spelling out glowing characters-*Little Bubu*-with two hearts linking their nicknames. Lisa’s breath caught. Even the fireworks were part of the plan? Whoever this guy was, he’d gone all out.
Up in the highest cabin of the Ferris wheel, Agnes stared, stunned. Had he really arranged this for her? It wasn’t just a coincidence? The words lingered in the sky, refusing to fade, and tears welled up in her eyes. She’d never asked for much-just a message from him during his busy days was enough to make her smile. But this? This was beyond anything she’d dared to hope for.
She turned to Tom, her eyes shining. “You did this… for me?”
He grinned, his own eyes soft. “Of course. Seeing you happy makes it all worth it.”
Agnes threw her arms around him, burying her face in his chest. His warmth, his steady heartbeat-it all made her feel like the luckiest woman alive. Being loved by someone you loved? There was nothing better.
Down below, Lisa felt the same wave of romance as the others. She had no idea who Kitten or Bubu were, but the moment was enough to make her heart ache.
When the fireworks finally faded, Agnes stayed in his arms, her hands clutching his waist. “You know, just being with you like this… it’s enough to make me happy.”
She wasn’t the type to ask for much. Her love wasn’t about grand gestures or expensive gifts-it was pure, simple, and real. And Tom knew that. To him, she was a rare gem, untouched by the world’s cynicism.
“What did I do to deserve you?” he murmured, cupping her face. “Tell me, what else do you want tonight? Anything. Name it.”
Agnes looked up, her cheeks turning pink as she teased, “I want to sleep with you.”