True Love Waits

"Hello? Sheffield, are you still there?" Evelyn asked softly when Sheffield didn't answer.

He came back to his senses and took a deep breath before replying, "It doesn't matter, Evelyn. Just go ahead with your own business." Without waiting for her answer, he hung up.

Evelyn stared blankly at her phone. 'What's wrong with him? He is being really weird,' she wondered with a frown.

It was ten minutes to seven o'clock, and three-fourths of the hall was filled with audience. Behind the music hall, Sheffield leaned against the wall and continued to smoke his cigarettes, one after the other. When he was done with the last one, he took a few puffs and stubbed it out before striding into the hall.

His seat was in the middle of the third row. The seats around him were filled, except the two in the middle.

He fixed his eyes on the first row. In the dead-center of the first row was a woman in a beautiful white dress, along with a man in a black tux.

There were several reporters not too far away from Calvert and Evelyn. The two of them were continuously being photographed.

The concert began at seven o'clock sharp. Jimmy, the piano maestro, stepped onto the stage and the hall fell silent at once.

Evelyn's heart was not in the music. She couldn't help but reach for her phone. Sheffield had sounded rather weird when they had spoken earlier. She wanted to text him to check what was going on. "Evelyn, what's wrong?" Calvert leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

They were so close that from where Sheffield sat, it looked like they were having an intimate moment. His heart stung.

Evelyn put her phone away. She distanced herself from Calvert and said coldly, "Nothing."

"Mm-hmm."

After his performance, Jimmy announced, "We have a special program for you, while I take a small break. Enjoy the show, ladies and gentleman!"

Evelyn was lost in her own thoughts when Calvert stood up from his seat. Under everyone's confused gaze, he walked onto the stage and shook hands with Jimmy. After sharing a few words with him, the pianist walked off the stage and Calvert took his seat in front of the piano.

he trying to do?' Evelyn thought, frowning. Unlike her, the

and then, placed his fingers on the keys and started

family?" "I cannot believe

looks like a real prince, playing the

had eyes for only one person. He showed no

he heard Calvert's performance, a

the melody finally came to an end, Calvert stood up to a warm applause. He took the microphone in his hand and slowly walked towards the woman in the front row. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to have

stood in front

her to the stage, to stand under the watchful eyes of the

erupted

leaving only the round blue

has only grown infinitely since the day I met you. I can't live without you. So, today I ask you..." Despite Evelyn's reluctance Calvert knelt on one

clapped, Sheffield looked at them with a

box to reveal

stone dazzled under the light. Even those in the crowd who didn't know much about gems could tell that

Please marry me." His confession was

my God! The prince and the princess are supposed to be together. You are made for each

"This is so romantic."

on one knee in front of her. Any woman would be touched by a proposal like this; she would cry and fall into the man's arms. But Evelyn was scared and somewhat annoyed. The irony of this whole situation was that Calvert used

reaction. At that moment, another man stood up from his seat in

under his bushy eyebrows. He stepped onto the stage as

to Evelyn that Sheffield would be at the concert. 'Who did he come with?' she wondered in surprise. 'Did

sat down in front of the piano with a smile and spoke over the microphone. "I wish to correct Mr. Ji. The Moritz Moszkowski etude you

of them whispered, "I told you! I told you there was something wrong with the Moritz Moszkowski etude that Calvert