This is my obsessive life, and the most important thing is that I have never allowed myself to cry. Despite my best efforts to distract myself from LIE-LA, it seems to be working. My determination grows stronger, propelling my career to new heights...
He took a breath, the air hanging with a palpable tension. "And tonight, under this sky, I can't help but admit that I've fallen for you, Marinette. It's more than attraction; it's a connection that's taken root in my heart, and I find myself wanting to be a part of your world in a way that goes beyond friendship. Would you be my girlfriend?"
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Damien's vulnerability painted the confession with sincerity, and in that vulnerable moment, Marinette found herself equally exposed. His words weren't just a proclamation of affection; they were an invitation to share something deep.
As Damien paused, waiting for her response, Marinette met his gaze with a mix of awe and gratitude. "Damien," she began, her voice a soft whisper, "you've managed to capture my heart in ways I never expected. Tonight, under these stars, I want you to know that my feelings for you are the same as yours. I've also fallen for you, in ways that words cannot express. And yes, Damien, I've been waiting for this moment. I would be happy to be your girlfriend."
"But Damien, I am not a normal girl; I have secrets beyond your imagination. Some of them I can't even share with you. I am not allowed to divulge them to you or anyone else. I am complex, and I can't be honest with you all the time. There are stakes to be with me. At one point, it will be difficult to be with me, and you might want to leave, to give up... And it will hurt both of us equally." Damien took a pause for a split second, making Marinette anxious.
"It's okay, Marinette. I don't expect either of us to be fully honest. We both have secrets we can't share. I am not a person who gives up easily; it would take a great deal to get rid of me. Even if that time comes when we are on separate paths, I will still have memories that are worth the hurt."
Damien's words struck a chord within Marinette. "Memories that are worth the hurt." She longed to adopt that mindset, seeking solace in the idea that the memories created with Damien would outweigh the pain often associated with goodbyes. Past experiences had left her with scars, and she hoped that being with Damien might reveal a new, cheery, and positive facet of herself. A sweet smile graced her lips as she looked at him.
The night unfolded peacefully as they held hands, strolled through the streets, and exchanged jokes. Approaching midnight, Damien, wearing a grin, proclaimed, "Well, tonight wasn't too shabby, was it?" Smirking, Marinette retorted, "Shabby? Nah, it was practically legendary." Damien chuckled, injecting a dose of cockiness, "That's what happens when you spend time with me." Marinette laughed, noting, "Confidence level: off the charts."
The banter continued, with Damien acknowledging the impending departure, "But, reality check, I gotta say goodbye now." In a sarcastic tone, Marinette replied, "Oh no, how will I survive without your overwhelming presence?" Damien, still grinning, added, "I know, it's tough. But hey, you'll get over it." With an eye roll, Marinette teased, "I'm sure I will. Until our next epic encounter, then?" Damien, giving a playful wink, confirmed, "Count on it. Brace yourself for the withdrawal from my awesomeness." Marinette smirked, "I'll try not to crumble. See you." Damien, with a laugh, concluded, "Later, Sunshine."
