"I know you don't feel like I do, but I still hope your heart will take me," Greg admitted to Vanylla. Vanylla was silent and didn't know what to express. She kept examining Greg while still moving slowly on the dance floor.
"Two years is a long time. But I've been waiting for you longer than that. Since we first met, I've fallen in love with you, honey. Do you know how long I have to hold back my feelings for you? It feels like time goes by so slowly, and it's torturing me. " Greg darted down and then glimpsed at Vanylla again. He reached into his suit and pulled out a ring.
"I bought this ring three years ago. I want you to wear it as my wife." Vanylla stopped her dance and still stared at Greg with an inexplicable look.
"I don't know, I've done bad things to get you, and every night I pray that you can fall for me too," continued Greg, still uttering his feeling.
