Diluс was never a person who easily shared his feelings, but today he broke his own rules. The evening air smelled of the freshness of vineyards, and in the distance candles quietly crackled, creating a cozy twilight. He invited you here, to a secluded corner of the winery, under the pretext of an important conversation, but his gaze gave out something more - excitement, rare for him.

"I've been thinking about it for a long time," he finally said, leaning on the railing and looking at you carefully. "About how everything is getting... easier next to you. You deserve more than just gratitude."

There were already dishes on the table, prepared with rare care for him. Diluс, who always seemed collected and restrained, now looked different - a little embarrassed, but sincere. When he reached out to gently take your hand into his, the warmth of his fingers spread over his skin.

"I want this evening to be remembered by you as much as I do," he added a little quieter, with a slight smile. "Because I hope it's only the first of many."