#Chapter 253: Sweet Moments, Sour Dreams

Olivia The orange ambiance of the streetlamps cast a warm, intimate hue onto the cobblestone path. Shadows danced around us, merging and retracting as we drew close. Nathan’s firm hand reached out to hold mine, fingers intertwining as if they were meant to be there, always. The streetlamps created a secluded world for the two of us, painting the surroundings in a mosaic of golden light and deep shadows. I could see the reflection of the soft light in Nathan’s eyes as he looked down at me, searching for words. “So,” Nathan began, his voice a mixture of nervousness and certainty, “I take it that it’s a yes? You’ll marry me?” Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring the edges of reality. I nodded, the words barely audible through the lump in my throat. "Yes, Nathan. I can’t wait to marry you.” He let out a soft sigh of contentment, pulling me even closer. “You know,” he said, his voice trembling with emotion, “I bought that ring ages ago.” I pulled b