"Then let me give your heart the peace it deserves, I love you." He whispers, his breath felt on your lips, His hand placed on your hips as he pulls you closer to him

The audience's squeals was heard but still felt inaudible at the same time when all you could focus on was the Angel in front of you.

No matter how many times you've rehearsed this scene, the butterflies still fills your stomach each time he pulls you in closer. he stood. Holding you close awaiting your line