“Come with me.” Lucien said to me when we got home. I couldn’t tell what he had planned out but I sure as hell was excited when he led me to the rooftop.
Flowers lined the path I walked and several colors of balloons flew around. I covered my mouth with my palm as I took in the sight. There was a table set in the middle of the rooftop, with candles lit on it. Several delicacies, several type of wines.
I walked forward towards the table, seeing that there was a note on top.
I recognized Lucien’s handwriting when I picked it up.
Just three words. I love you.
“I love you too, Lucien.” I chuckled, looking back to stare at him.
When did he plan this out?
“I realized I have never told you, I mean, you as yourself.”
“Me with my face.” I completed for him and he nodded and kissed my fore
