Rosalynn, too, raised her eyes to watch the fireworks.
While they found them amazing, she wondered at the back of her mind who could have set them off.
The show lasted only for a while, and soon, only the stars were left dotting the night sky.
The tourists had barely quieted down when another flash came tearing above them.
âLook! What is that?â
âThose look like drones, am I wrong?â
âNo, youâre right! Wait, they seem to be forming words in the sky.
â
âHa⦠What? Happy⦠Happy Birthday, Honey!â
âOh wow, there are so many of them.
Who would spend so much money on such a romantic display?â
Another buzz went around the crowd as they discussed the unexpected yet exciting development.
Rosalynn, who had already turned away when the fireworks display ended, caught wind of the exclamations around her.
Following their gaze, she looked back up at the little machines floating in the sky.
Something clicked in her head.
Could it beâ¦
âLook! Theyâre moving! The words are changing!â
âWhat is it this time?â
âItâs⦠Oh gosh, it says, âI love you, Rosalynnâ!â
âAh, so the drones show must be for someone named Rosalynn.
â
The conversations grew louder and more animated.
Rosalynn kept staring at the words, her heart racing.
Brian must be behind this.
She slowly turned where she stood, anxiously looking for him.
As if on cue, a small crowd just a few feet away parted, revealing Brian.
He was singing and playing the guitar as he slowly approached Rosalynn.
âI have always wanted to tell you that you have given me immeasurable happiness.
You are the oasis in a vast endless desert.
You said that you would always be with meâ¦â
Brian was singing an old song called âLove You.
â
It was a romantic classic, and Rosalynn adored it.
Brianâs cool, magnetic voice seemed to sway with the night breeze as he publicly professed his love to her.