"So don't even think of changing it. Come on, it is getting late." Vincent just took hold of Hazel's hand and they left their room without waiting for her reply.
Hazel's eyes gleamed with excitement as soon as they arrived at Gazebo, knowing what Vincent had in store for her.
A pathway of rose petals, sparkling lights, and bright candles welcomed them.
Surprised, Hazel covered her mouth and turned to face Vincent, who said, "Will you be my date, Miss Hazel?"
It came as a surprise because they had not spoken since yesterday, but when she thought back to the times Vincent had excused himself to talk on the phone, it all became apparent.
Hazel asked, letting go of the hand covering her mouth, "So those calls were for this?"
Vincent scratched the back of his head awkwardly and nodded.
