Her eyes cemented onto the ring set in front of her, sharing the bottom of a box held by Devon's hand. Although she wouldn't have cared if it had been microscopic or as big as the Heart of the Ocean from James Cameron's "Titanic", she froze nonetheless. The three carat princess cut ring frightened her with all of the weight behind what accepting it would come to mean.
"You are doing this out of fear of losing me." The words left her lips in a disappointing utter as Devon quickly rose back off of his knee, realizing his speech had failed to convince her outright.
"I am doing this because I can't imagine spending a day without you. I want you in every way that you let me have you. I will spend every second of every day convincing you if I have to, and I will do so gladly. But by agreeing
