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Liam sat in his dining room, filled with anticipation as the sun slowly descended on the horizon. The sweet fragrance of roses permeated the air, and the flickering candlelights illuminated the room, casting a warm and cozy atmosphere. As the shadows danced in the corners, they seemed to embody Liam's anxiety, waving like scepters and teasing him with their uncertainty. Having practiced his words a thousand times over, he was striving to find the ideal balance between passion and restraint. Liam's heart began to race as the clock chimed seven, thumping frantically in his chest. After waiting for what felt like an eternity, the moment he had longed for finally arrived. Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly felt a surge of excitement as the doorbell rang, sending a bolt of electricity coursing