Liam turned to Emma, his eyes filled with determination. "I want to be a successful man. I want to give you a beautiful life," he declared. Emma smiled softly, her faith unwavering. "I will wait for you, Liam. No matter how long," she promised.

Liam clutched a stack of letters, his lifeline to Emma. Each month, he poured his struggles and hopes onto the pages, and her replies were a balm to his weary soul. "I believe in you," she always wrote, and those words kept him going.

Liam stood before the house he had bought, a symbol of his hard-earned achievements. But his joy was short-lived when he heard the news about Emma's engagement. His world tilted, and desperation drove him to her doorstep.

"Emma! Why?" Liam pleaded, his voice a mixture of hurt and hope. Tears shimmered in Emma's eyes, her heart torn between duty and love. "I thought you forgot me. My parents arranged this marriage," she confessed, her voice barely a whisper.

"I love Emma. I worked hard for her. Please let me marry her," Liam implored, his sincerity shining through every word. Emma’s father studied him, seeing the truth in his eyes. After a long silence, he nodded. "You have proven yourself. Take care of my daughter," he finally said.

Liam and Emma stood hand in hand, their vows a testament to enduring love. As they kissed, the applause echoed the promise of a shared future, proving that true love waits, no matter how long.