Thea’s POV
I gasped as I looked outside. The place was fucking magical. We had parked on a plateau at the top of a mountain, with the entire city’s lights twinkling below us like stars reflected on water. The area was surrounded by ancient oak trees, and the lush green grass was dotted with possibly dozens of different flowers.
“Do you like it?” Sebastian asked, and I could only nod in response.
I slowly got out of the car and took a deep breath. The air was particularly fresh at this altitude, carrying the combined scent of grass and wildflowers. In the distance, the silhouette of mountains created soft curves against the moonlit sky. But that wasn’t even my favorite part. The most beautiful thing was the night sky–thousands of stars twinkling above our heads, their brilliance breathtaking, as if giving their blessing to our date.
I walked almost to the edge, gazing down at the city below. How Sebastian had found this place, I didn’t know and didn’t care.
I closed my eyes, feeling all my worries wash away. This was exactly the kind of scene I loved. I absolutely fucking loved it.
When I turned around, I found Sebastian had already set everything up. There was a blanket and a picnic basket, which I guessed contained chocolates, strawberries, and wine. Plus the fast food we’d picked up earlier.
I slowly walked toward him, took off my heels, and sat beside him.
“This is amazing, Sebastian. Thank you.”
He nodded. “Anything to make you happy, darling. Now let’s eat because I’m fucking starving.”
We ate in silence as I took the opportunity to admire both our surroundings and my date. Of course, I knew Sebastian was romantic; I’d seen it countless times when he was with Aurora. I just never thought he’d show this side to me.
“I never thought I’d be out on a date with you. I feel special today,” I told him after we
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finished eating.
“That’s because you are special, and you should feel that way every day. I can’t believe
how fucking blind I was all these years, not just to your beauty but to your worth. You’re my superwoman; I’m really sorry it took me so long to realize it,” he said, taking my hand. and holding it in his warm palm.
“It’s okay. That’s all in the past.”
“No, it’s not, Thea. I’m so sorry for hurting you all these years, for taking your love for
granted. I’m not even sure I deserve your forgiveness or another chance. Damn, I don’t
even know if I can ever make up for all the pain I put you through, but I promise I’ll keep
trying, even if it takes my lifetime to prove I’m worthy. I’ll never stop trying until I earn your love and forgiveness.”
My eyes grew wet, and I tried to blink away the tears. The honesty in his eyes was
undoing me.
Instead of answering, I went straight for his lips. Letting him feel everything I couldn’t
tell him with words. Letting him know I was willing to give him that chance. By the time
we broke apart, we were both breathless.
“So tell me, how did you know about my simple taste, that I would like this place? Or was it just a lucky guess?” I asked once our breathing returned to normal.
He took a deep breath. He looked like he was trying to sort through his thoughts after our
heated kiss.
“I know you think I didn’t pay attention to you for years, but I did. I know you, Thea. I just pretended not to.”
“Really? Prove it,” I challenged, knowing full well Sebastian had never paid attention to
- me.
“Alright.” He exhaled. “You take your coffee with milk and two spoons of sugar, no more, no less. For some weird reason, you like to add cinnamon to it. You love ice cream. You can eat any flavor, but you always go back to plain vanilla because it’s your favorite. You like how it tastes like milk, because you loved drinking milk so much when you were a
kid.”
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I stared at him, speechless.
“You like to smell good, and you tend to go for perfumes with berry scents. As long as the perfume or body wash has some kind of berry in it, you’ll buy it. You don’t have a particular favorite food because you’ll eat anything as long as it tastes good. You like taking long hot baths because it helps you relax. You’re afraid of heights, hate being late, and also hate flying. You can’t stand cockroaches; you always say you’d rather have your house overrun by spiders than those disgusting brown things… Should I continue?”
He didn’t give me a chance to answer.
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