The moment the door swung open, a rich fragrance wafted towards her. It was a scent Chloe knew all too well.
The room was pitch-black, and she couldn't see a thing, but she had a hunch about what's inside, and it excited her.
She tilted her head, looking at Damon curiously, "What's in your room, huh?"
With a slight grin, Damon carried Chloe into the room. She could feel him setting her onto a table in the dark. She was dying to find out what was in the room, but her hands were wrapped in a blanket, leaving her immobile for now.
"Sit tight." Damon told her calmly. He then slowly stood, walked over to the side, and flicked on the warm lighting. The sudden brightness made Chloe shut her eyes. When she opened them again, the sight that met her eyes left her speechless.
The room was filled with a strong scent of roses. It was a sea of roses, a room made of roses. All kinds of roses, red, pink, yellow, white, purple, blue, they covered the entire room. And the table she was sitting on was covered with baby's breath.
Her initial shock was soon replaced by a wave of happiness. She never knew how it felt to receive roses from someone she loved. This romantic gesture moved Chloe to her core. She never thought Damon would do something like this. She felt so lucky to be this happy and loved. She realized she was no different from other women, that she also loved surprises from her man.
Seeing Damon approach her again, Chloe was visibly touched.
"Finding roses from all over the city was a bit of a hassle, so I brought roses from all over the world here." Damon said.
Chloe placed her hand on her chest, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "What are you planning with all these?"
With a slight smile, Damon looked at Chloe sitting among the baby's breath, "I want another birthday gift."
Chloe's hand trembled, she continued to look at the handsome man in front of her, "What gift?"
"You." Damon said.
Chloe blushed, looking down at herself. Was he going for round two?
Seeing what she was thinking, Damon couldn't help but chuckle. He then slowly bent down, kneeling on one knee in front of her, "Marry me, will you?"
Chloe's heart fluttered. She clamped her lips shut, her eyes turning red. Caught off guard, her inner defenses crumbled, leaving her incredibly vulnerable.
She suddenly felt that her current happiness was enough to outweigh all the pain and injustices she had experienced in the past. Chloe took a deep breath, her eyes twinkled with a soft coyness. Her face was still flushed while her eyes were clear without any impurities, as if sprinkled with stardust.
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