NERVOUS came rushing through Heart’s chest while she was looking at the small red box that Rave was holding. Her mind ran wild, thinking of what he was going to tell her.
“Are you proposing to me?!” Her eyes widened when she realized it.
“If that’s what you’re thinking, may I?”
Her mouth gaped. Butterflies roamed around her stomach, she could feel her hands trembling as blood drained her face.
“No way…” She slowly shook her head in surprise. “I think it’s way too soon to marry you when we just met for almost three months!” she roared.
Rave’s lips downturned. He couldn’t hide his sadness upon her rejection.
“I mean… it’s not that I didn’t like you and I don’t consider marrying you. It’s fine! If our relationship goes on we can get married—”
“Relationship?” A playful smile curved his
