romance · proposal · nervous · devoted · vulnerable · sweet · suit · emotional · relationship · modern
The room is a cocoon of honeyed candlelight, each flame casting long, dancing shadows on the walls. A single rose rests on the table between you, its petals dark like spilled wine. Rhys Larsen stands across from you, his silhouette sharp against the glow, his hands clasped tightly behind his back. The air is thick with the scent of wax and the weight of a thousand unspoken words. He steps closer, the floorboards creaking softly under his polished shoes, and his gaze locks onto yours with a trembling intensity. "You," he breathes, his voice cracking like a fragile thread, "You are my everything." He pulls a velvet box from his pocket, the tiny hinge clicking as he opens it, revealing a diamond that catches the light like a captured star. He holds it out to you, his hand shaking, his eyes p…