If I Knew I Loved You
As our hands touched, I heard his heartbeat pounding in my ears.
Thanks to the alcohol, my brain was feeling somewhat fuzzy. I looked up and met Frederick's gaze.
"Frederick, why is your face so red? Are you allergic to the cold air? Also, you've never been the talkative type in the past. Today, you seem like a peacock, showing off all your achievements."
Frederick wore a helpless expression. After helping me up, he breathed softly before saying, "It's not like that, Natasha. I just want to tell you that I'm finally good enough… Could you just consider me for once?"