EMMA’s POV :
“Will you marry me?” his words were ringing in my ear.
I was watching his expression, making sure that this was real and that he wasn’t joking. When I realized that this was, in fact, very real indeed, I asked him, “Ian, what are you doing?”
He looked up at me with a puzzled look and said, “I’m asking you to marry me,”
He said it as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Like it was so obvious. That made me flinch and I pulled my hand away in response.
“Ian, you’re the one that broke up with me,” I stated matter-of-factly. “You made me believe everything was over, and here I was, saying my goodbyes to you, and all of a sudden you asked me to marry you?”
“Yeah,” he said simply.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I almost shouted.
“I know
