The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383

Serena stood frozen, disbelief etching her features as she overheard Romeo's declaration of love to Arabella, accompanied by a composition he had crafted just for her.

This was so unlike him!

“I love you so much I want to shout it from the rooftops, yet I'm scared too many eyes might covet your brilliance, fear you might become someone else's daydream. Bella, I love you, and I want you by my side every single day."

The gentle melody of the piano ebbed and flowed with the scent of lavender in the air.

It was a recording Romeo had made in advance.

A smile brimmed in Arabella's eyes. “Didn't you already write me a song? What made you think of crafting another?"

“When I'm with you, I'm filled with joy, and I just want to capture that feeling,” Romeo murmured, leaning down to tenderly stroke her face. "Can you hear what my heart is saying?"

Nodding, Arabella couldn't help but laugh, "Il can hear it, though it's a bit showy, isn't it?"

"It's just us here, no tourists,’ Romeo chuckled along. "Maestro Melody, you haven't given your verdict on this Piece yet."

“It's not bad,” she laughed.

"Maestro Melody, what do you decipher from it? A heart-skipping fondness? Or a longing that fills every thought?"

"It's your love, overflowing."

Martin, aware that a romantic scene was unfolding inside, tried unsuccessfully to persuade the security guard at the entrance. Not wanting to force the issue, he turned to Serena, "Shall we find another spot?"

Serena, eyes locked on the distant sight of Romeo and Arabella kissing, remained silent, filled with a sense of defeat.

Martin beamed, “Serena, we finally get to go in."

Serena watched as Romeo and Arabella ascended in the hot air balloon, her eyes darting to the photographers swarming the field, capturing the moment.

Martin sensed the envy and disappointment in her gaze and softly asked, “Would you like to ride in a hot air balloon, or take photos?"

Serena wanted to roll her eyes. She had no desire to share a hot air balloon or a photo shoot with him. She just retorted, “Can't you think of something original? Why always copy someone else's ideas!"

Martin was puzzled by her sudden outburst. In a soothing tone, he asked, "What would you like, then?"

He was willing to fulfill any wish she had.

Serena shot him a cold glare in response, “What's the point if I have to come up with it myself? Look at her boyfriend — a private event, a special composition, a heartfelt confession, a hot air balloon ride, and even a horde of photographers to capture it all."