Chapter 17
On graduation day, Adrian stood in perfect sunlight wearing a sharp suit, clutching white lilies, his usually composed face betraying
obvious nervousness.
He took a deep breath, as if gathering all the courage of his lifetime, slowly dropping to one knee. “Miss Watson, would you be willing to become my lifelong collaborator for all future research projects?”
I nodded through tears as he pulled me into his embrace.
In a corner nearby stood Blake–thinner now, his once vibrant face worn with exhaustion. His gaze cut through the crowd to my ring finger.
Across the considerable distance, he said hoarsely, “Emily… I wish you happiness.”
I smiled. “Thank you. Of course I’ll be happy.”
He had once sworn they’d marry after graduation, but now she wore her cap and gown, accepting another man’s ring amid cheers–a happiness once within reach, now forever lost.
That night, under rich moonlight, strong arms circled my waist from behind.
He said, “I remember… doesn’t someone still owe me a meal?”
This person–how long ago was that, and he still remembered.
I replied, “Well, you can pick anything. This time I’ll definitely treat you to something good!”
He chuckled low, his arms tightening. “Really? You keep your word?”
“Of course I keep my word!” I turned around to face him. “What kind of feast do you want? It won’t be too expensive, will it?”
He smiled. “Well, very expensive.”
“Ah? What do you want to eat? Truffles? Wagyu? Or…” Before I could finish, my lips were sealed.
“You.” He was succinct, his voice impossibly husky.
The world spun, his kiss swallowing all protests and exclamations.
The night was still very long.
