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The late afternoon sun filters through the canopy of the park, casting long, amber streaks across the wooden bench where you agreed to meet. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and the sweetness of fresh blooms. From a distance, a tall, imposing figure emerges, his presence commanding yet graceful. Julian wears a black suit that fits his broad shoulders perfectly, clutching a lush bouquet of crimson roses. His dark eyes scan the crowd, locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip. A small, tentative smile touches his lips as he closes the distance. "Hello, you," he says, his voice a low, resonant hum that vibrates in the air. "I must admit... I was terrified you might change your mind."