THE TWO RED LOVE BIRDS [2]

The room was filled with red rose petals scattered all over, creating a romantic atmosphere.

Suddenly, she felt a warm embrace from behind.

She turned and saw Diaval, dressed in a white shirt that was open, revealing his toned chest, and black pants.

"Eva," Diaval began, his voice soft yet filled with emotion.

"I've been wanting to tell you something for a long time."

Eva looked into his eyes, her heart fluttering.

"What is it, Diaval?"

Diaval took a deep breath, steadying himself.

"Eva, ever since we were kids, I've always admired you. You've grown into such a beautiful, intelligent, and caring woman. I remember the nights we spent talking about our dreams and the future. You've always been a part of mine."

Eva's eyes welled up with tears as she listened to Diaval's heartfelt words.

"I know I haven't always shown it," Diaval continued, "but I love you, Eva. I've loved you for as long as I can remember. You are the one person who understands me, who makes me want to be a better man. And tonight, I want to make our dreams come true."

With that, Diaval reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, elegant box.

He got down on one knee, opening the box to reveal a stunning ring, a perfect blend of elegance and simplicity that mirrored Eva's beauty.

'I'm really nervous,'Diaval thought as his mind slowly drifted back to his previous life.

As he stared at the engagement ring , a wave of sadness and regret washed over him, taking him back to a night that had once shattered his heart.

In his previous life, he had been Adam, a man who thought he had found the love of his life.

Her name was Samantha, and he had planned a perfect evening to propose to her. The memory played in his mind with vivid clarity.

It was a rainy night, and Adam had chosen a quaint, romantic restaurant for the proposal.

He remembered the nervous excitement he felt as he waited for Samantha to arrive.

She had finally walked in, looking stunning in a red dress, her eyes lighting up when she saw him.

They had shared a pleasant meal, and Adam felt his heart swell with love and anticipation.

After dinner, Adam led Samantha to a quiet spot outside, under a large oak tree that provided some shelter from the rain.

He took a deep breath, dropped to one knee, and pulled out the ring.

"Samantha, I love you more than anything in this world. Will you marry me?" he had asked, his voice trembling with emotion.

For a moment, there was silence. Then, Samantha's face twisted into a sneer.

She looked down at him with a mixture of disdain and amusement.

"Are you fucking kidding me, Adam?" she spat, her voice dripping with venom.

"You really think I'd marry someone like you?"

Adam's heart dropped, and he felt a chill run through his body, colder than the rain soaking his clothes.

"Samantha, I thought... I thought you loved me," he stammered, barely able to comprehend what was happening.

Samantha laughed, a harsh, mocking sound that cut through the night.

"Loved you? Oh, Adam, you're so pathetic. I was just using you for your money. Did you really think someone like me would settle for a loser like you?"

Each word hit Adam like a physical blow. He felt his world crumbling around him, his dreams shattering into pieces

"But... but why?" he whispered, tears mingling with the rain on his face.

"Why? Because I found someone better," she said, her eyes gleaming with cruelty.

"Someone with more money, more power, more everything. You're nothing to me, Adam. Nothing."

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving Adam kneeling in the rain, clutching the ring.

He watched her disappear into the night, his vision growing hazy and blurred from the tears streaming down his face.

The ring slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground, forgotten and meaningless.

Adam stayed there for what felt like hours, the rain pouring down on him, his heart breaking with each passing moment.

That night marked the beginning of his downfall.

The rejection and betrayal had been too much to bear, and he had spiraled into a life of despair and self-destruction.

Diaval shook his head, trying to push the painful memory aside.

He looked at the engagement ring while breathing in and out.

'I pray I don't fuck up like last time...'

"Eva," Diaval said, his voice trembling slightly with emotion, "will you marry me?

Will you be the one I spend the rest of my life with, the one I build a future with?"

Eva was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down her face.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself before she spoke.

"Diaval," she began, her voice shaky yet filled with love, "you have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words.

Ever since we were kids, I've always had feelings for you.

You were my first love, my best friend. I never stopped loving you, even when we were apart.

You make me feel safe, cherished, and loved."

She paused, taking a moment to gather her thoughts.

"I want to be with you, Diaval. I want to build a future together, to share our dreams and our lives. Yes, I will marry you."

Diaval slipped the ring onto her finger, and they both stood up.

He pulled her into a passionate embrace, their hearts beating as one.

They held each other tightly, the promise of a future together filling their hearts with joy and love.

They stood there for a while, lost in their own world, savoring the moment.

Eventually, they pulled back slightly, their foreheads touching as they gazed into each other's eyes.