"You want to marry me?" I asked in disbelief. It was very difficult for me to accept this. Perhaps luck was playing some new type of game with me, at the end of which I would be defeated and sent back to suffering in disgrace. This must have been a dream. "If you are thinking that this is a dream, then you must come out of that delusion. This is not a dream. I really want to marry you," Ethan repeated again. As he said this my eyes had not moved away from his. He had not blinked even once while speaking to me. He was telling the truth. He wanted to marry me. "But it's rather sudden, I mean ... how is it even possible?” I asked him even though I was in the middle of a huge internal struggle. I was completely unsure of what was a dream and what was reality. "Why can’t this happen
