Vanessa was speechless. Milan’s opera house was well-known all around the world, and she couldn’t believe she would actually be able to experience watching a show here tonight.
“They’re showing Pagliacci today, I thought you’d like to see it,” he explained, carefully studying her expression.
“How did you know?” she asked, stunned by his thoughtfulness.
“Well,” he rubbed the back of his neck, sheepishly grinning at her, “you mentioned once that you would like to see an opera live, and another time you said that Pavarotti’s rendition of ‘Vesti la giubba’ was your favourite one, so I kinda… guessed?”
Vanessa wanted to jump on him and hug him, but given the elegant environment they were in right now, she restrained herself and just opted for an innocent kiss, before they walked towards the
