R U T H
I said yes.
I said yes to the love of my life when he got down to one knee in front of me.
"Why were you carrying this ring?" I teased, as we walked back into the room, hand-in-hand, the diamond ring shining on my engagement finger.
"Well, I had a good feeling that it might come in handy, and it did," he said smugly.
"Ah!" I laughed, "You might be amongst the only boys to get a 'good' feeling about proposing his ex-girlfriend after they had a break up."
His hand, lingering on my waist, pulled me close to him. My eyes widened and I wriggled. We were almost on the door of the hall and although our parents were used to us being close, there were a lot of guests inside.
Ofcourse.
"You think you'd say that you don't love me anymore and I would believe that? Seriously?" He asked.
