My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 921

Emily Blair’s brows twitched ever so slightly.

Tristan Davis sounded composed, but she could easily hear the tension and nervousness woven into his voice.

That anxious edge softened something inside her, made her heart ache just a little.

Slowly, Emily lifted her head and met Tristan’s striking eyes.

“Go ahead,” she said, her tone gentle.

Tristan thrust a bouquet into her arms, his lips pulling into an awkward, nervous smile that looked almost painful.

“Emily, I like you. Be with me,” he blurted out.

Her cheeks flamed red. Emily clutched the flowers, blinking rapidly, barely daring to breathe.

Oh my god. Tristan’s serious. He’s not joking.

After his confession, Tristan pressed his lips together and stared at her, saying nothing more.

She waited a moment, blinking slowly. “…That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say?”

He hesitated, flustered. “Should I… say more?”

Emily’s heart fluttered somewhere between her throat and her stomach, so tangled she could barely speak.

“I don’t know…” she muttered, hugging the bouquet tighter and turning away, trying to escape the intensity of his gaze.

Head bowed, her thoughts in a jumble, Emily absently fiddled with the baby’s breath tucked among the blooms, lowering her head to smell them out of nervous habit.

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