Pierre smiles lovingly at you as you gaze out over the gorgeous city of Paris.

It was nearing midnight, the lights really making the view breathtaking, especially from the tall building you were both sitting on the balcony of, eating dinner at a lovely restaurant.

You had a perfect view of the lit up, golden Eiffel Tower.

It was snowing, and cold, but the fluffy white snowflakes just made it more magical, and your fluffy white coat made you warm.

"Isn't it so perfect...?" You whisper to your boyfriend in awe. "You don't often get to see this, even in New York..."

The wealthy young lawyer smiles, tilting his head and resting his chin on his hand. He never tears his gaze away from your beautiful features.

He'd never felt happier about a decision than the one where he took you to his birth place.

"Oui... Very beautiful..." He murmurs softly.

His other hand plays gently with the velvet ring box in the pocket of his black slacks, utterly calm and gentle as always.