Dreamworks

The grand stairs stood majestically beside the concierge, wholesome in its place. It eavesdrops on the nearby conversation with ease hearing every word; every breath. They stood at the balcony overlooking the foyer and she couldn't help admiring in awe the delicate painting set before them. A large chandelier hangs lightly from the ceiling like a puppet and the music that illuminates the room, its puppeteer. The sweet melody manipulates the mood using the dim yellow light streaming through the chandelier as its special weapon. The piano stood silently on its magnificent stage glowing in its glory days while below them, a wave of conversations continue, oblivious to the ones observing them.

Her gaze shifted to the left and caught sight of this couple, hand in hand and his arms around her. Immediately, she drop her stare, feeling awkward for intruding. As she slowly looked back, the couple remain in their place while the girl shooting apologetic looks as if she was the one interfering. The guy whispered to the girl 'I wish we could stay like this...' Oddly how every word ringed so clearly in her own ears as if the words spoken was coming from behind her.
She looked from the couple to stare at her date and realized the couple was them. Three full plane mirrors on the left hand wall mimicked their reflection. Seeing them together through her eyes was a revelation.

His arms around her became tense. Through the thin sheets of fabric, his heartbeat quicken. "Can I ask you something.." He said. She braced herself for whats to come. Every pulse was loud and it was as if everyone was watching. The answer was crystal clear and yet at that spur of the moment, everything was blurry. 'Will you be my girlfriend..'