Chapter 87 - Proposal

With that childish thought running in Vincent's head, he stared, transfixed at April's sleeping form. He seemed mesmerized by her peaceful expression while she sleeps. Then, he leaned in, and kissed April gently on her lips, just one soft kiss. At that very moment, Vincent felt like everything around them disappeared, like they were the only ones in a timeless magical place. After a brief moment, he sat back on his chair, returning to reality. He sighed, a little disappointed about his own childish expectations, because April remained asleep. However, a smile broke from Vincent's lips from his silliness. Deep inside him, he was not sure what had gotten over him. Maybe April's fairytale fantasies, when they were young, had made an imprint on him as well, after all.