Now that Anastasia is seeing such a romantic setting - one that this smitten self-proclaimed lover of hers keeps making, she realizes that everything this person does for her is like something out of fiction.
This candlelit dinner, for one, seems like a scene straight out of a fairytale book. Everything about it is giving rise to a whirlwind of emotions that she wishes she can just repress.
But then again, just from seeing Zen's efforts alone, her heart can't help but warm up and slowly melt in a puddle of goo - no matter how much she didn't want to react this way, that is. He's just so caring and gentlemanly that he's starting to appear like a real prince charming in her eyes.
