Page 233 of Prickly Romance


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My breath stalls.

I bend over, unable to keep upright.

Is this really happening?

Sazuki stares up at me. His hair is brushed back in a dashing style. Light bounces against his sleek black mane before meeting a violent end as it cuts against his sharp jawline.

“My thread ends with you.” He lifts his hand and I notice that the tie is already bound around his pinky finger. “It was tangled and stretched before, but it led me to you. It will always end with you. This is my promise.”

With a relieved sob, I fling myself at him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He almost falls on his back, but he manages to grip the piano bench and stay upright.

“That was so nice,” I sob. “I didn’t expect you to be so romantic.”

He rubs my back and it’s warm. I melt into him, reveling in therightnessof having him close to me.

But I push him away quickly.

“As much as I love this, people are here for the foundation. Not for us.”

“Indeed.” He winks. “They are here for us too.”

“What?”

“Let us finish the song. Together.”

To my surprise, Sazuki sits on the bench beside me.

The bouncers fall away, disappearing into the wings.

Someone shuts off the lights.

A spotlight appears on us.

“Miss Williams,” Sazuki says, gesturing to the piano.

I focus on him, ignoring the flashes of the cameras, the murmur of the crowd, and the excited squeals of Kenya, Vanya, Sunny and Dawn, who have somehow migrated closer to the stage.

Together, Sazuki and I play.

In tandem.

Our hearts beating as one.

And our eyes focused on each other.

When it ends, the room is silent.

I look out and see my mom and dad, wiping tears from their eyes.

Yaya is holding Niko’s hand. Both of them are beaming at me.

The applause starts slowly.

Then it gains speed until it fills up the entire room.

Sazuki and I take a bow, our hands still joined.

When we walk down the stage together, Niko rushes up to us.

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