The words had barely managed to leave my mouth before I found myself engulfed in a bone crushing hug, Dae’s arms seeming to tighten around me with every second that he continued to do so. It felt like my breathing had been cut off, for it was becoming increasingly harder for me to draw oxygen into my lungs without it feeling like an extreme effort. Just when I had been on the verge of giving up, of begging Dae to let go of me, he did so himself, stepping away from me too. He kept his hands on my upper arms, almost like he was resting them there, but I didn’t feel like it was something that I needed to worry about. It was only a natural reaction for him to wish to maintain physical contact with me.
After all, he had just asked me to marry him—and I had agreed. I was going to have to get u
