Chapter 48: A Proposal, Not Yet, But Someday

One evening, as we sat on our balcony watching the sunset, Mahiru rested her head on my shoulder. The golden light made her look ethereal, and in that moment, I realized something—I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

But I knew we still had time. There was no rush.

"Mahiru," I murmured, "do you ever think about the future?"

She looked up at me, her expression soft. "Of course. I want a future with you."

I squeezed her hand. "Then… one day, when the time is right, let's get married."

Her eyes widened slightly before a radiant smile broke across her face. "One day."

And that was enough. For now. Because love wasn't about rushing—it was about growing together, step by step.