Mia looked down, eyes cast.

"Izzie, I really didn't mean anything by it."

Seeing Mia act "sad" again, Lucas couldn't help himself.

"Izzie, look at you, what kind of state are you in? Mia is so understanding, and you keep making things difficult for her. Apologize to her."

Ignoring Lucas, I stared into Mia's eyes, struggling to contain my anger.

"Excuse me."

Mia pretended not to hear.

"Izzie, I really didn't mean anything."

Lucas grabbed my chin.

"Apologize to Mia."

I looked at the furious Lucas, then at nineteen-year-old Lucas.

He was stunned, tears streaming down his face.

My heart ached for him, my anger fading. I said softly,

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, Izzie, you don't have to, you don't have to."

Mia cautiously stepped back, but I saw a smirk on her lips.

Ignoring Lucas, I picked up the ruined watch and left the office.

On the way out, nineteen-year-old Lucas sobbed, apologizing repeatedly.

I patted his head.

"It's okay, Lucas, you didn't do anything wrong."

Looking at his face, I softly asked,

"Do you know what tomorrow is?"

Lucas looked at me, then at the car's clock. His face flushed, and he seemed excited.

"It's the day I propose to you."

Yes, six years ago, on our first anniversary, we'd made a pact. No matter how much money we had, he would propose to me six years later on Valentine's Day, on the beach.

"That's my boy, so will you come with me tomorrow?"

I said softly. Nineteen-year-old Lucas's eyes shone; he stared into my eyes for a long time.

Then, as if making a decision, he shared a secret.

"Izzie, do you know why I can see the future?"

"The night I confessed, I wished on a shooting star to see the future. But I won't remember it until midnight tomorrow."

Nineteen-year-old Lucas shed another tear.

"So tomorrow night, he will regret it."

However, neither of us anticipated that twenty-seven-year-old Lucas would be on the beach.

He wasn't there to keep our date, though.

"Izzie, you were spying on me, following me here! Good, you're good!"

The beach, where we were supposed to have our proposal, was adorned with roses and fireworks.

In the center of it all stood twenty-seven-year-old Lucas, holding Mia's hand tightly, even when he saw me.

"Three chances are up, Lucas."

I whispered, nineteen-year-old Lucas despairingly shaking my arm.

"Izzie, Izzie, don't, maybe he did this for you, let's go see, okay?"

His voice was almost a plea.

Twenty-seven-year-old Lucas's voice was icy.

"Izzie, get over here!"

I turned gently to nineteen-year-old Lucas, then walked toward them.

"Izzie! What do you want? You stole Mia's watch, I didn't care, now you want to ruin my fireworks display to make up for it?!"

As I approached, Lucas started shouting.

"No, I'm here to watch the fireworks, if you don't mind, give me two chairs."

I shrugged indifferently.

Lucas seemed taken aback by my reaction.

I ignored him, taking the weeping nineteen-year-old Lucas to sit down.

I softly comforted him, but his tears wouldn't stop.

Seeing my lack of reaction, twenty-seven-year-old Lucas relaxed, cuddling with Mia.

Unfazed, I held nineteen-year-old Lucas's cold hand.

Time passed, approaching midnight.

As Valentine's Day ended, the fireworks began.

Under the fireworks, I pulled out a ring, knelt, and said softly to nineteen-year-old Lucas,

"Lucas, will you marry me?"

He covered his mouth, tears in his eyes.

"You, you still want to marry me?"

"Of course, I'll always love you."

I looked sincerely into his eyes. His brilliance was my eternal love.

After a long moment, he nodded vigorously, extending his hand.

"Izzie, I do, I do."

I smiled, my heart full of joy, gently taking his hand.

Just as I was about to put the ring on him,

The clock struck midnight.

Nineteen-year-old Lucas dissolved into stardust before my eyes.

My tears flowed freely.

"Goodbye, my beloved Lucas."

A sharp female voice echoed behind me.

"Lucas, Izzie looks so pitiful, all alone, wondering who to propose to. I'm much luckier, I have Lucas."

I turned to see Mia and Lucas standing behind me, Mia sneering.

Lucas was in tears.