CHAPTER 92: The visitor

CARLO'S POV

Smiling as I stared at the small box in my hand, I remembered Adele's face when I'd subtly asked if she was willing to wear a white dress again. In other words, I wanted to see how she'd react to getting married to me.

I was nervous when I asked and the way she'd reacted made me feel at ease somehow. She had looked surprised. Pleasantly surprised.

And when I decided to tease her a bit_since I want my proposal to be a big surprise, she'd sounded disappointed. Well, I guess so if my ears didn't lie to me.

"Oh the dress...ah, I see." She had said.

Presently, as I stood before the full length mirror in my room taking a glance once more over my appearance, I felt it in me that things would go well for us now. I already feel fulfilled now that we've sorted out our misunderstandings of six years ago.

It's only natural that we have to correct the mistakes from six years ago by starting afresh.

Just as I placed the box in my coat's pocket, I heard the knock on