Torneró

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Sylvie's POV:

I lay in the dark, my eyes still glued shut from the slumber sleep I had returned from. The first well slept night in about a week. There's a small amount of pressure that continuously returns on my arm, along with a soft, soothing voice. "Syl" Carter announces, poking his finger into my arm continuously.

"What the fuck do you want?" I groan, raising my arm and smacking his hand with my eyes still shut. "Are you awake?" he questions me, still whispering as his face remains inches away from mine. "No, I'm sleep-talking" I respond sarcastically, rolling my eyes behind my closed eyelids. 

"Let's get married" he suggests. This forces me to open my eyes, looking into his eyes as I realise this isn't a dream, or my imagination playing tricks on me. "Sorry, I think my hearing went bad. I thought you just said 'let's get married'" I respond, my vision shifting between his right eye and his left eye. 

He laughs quietly, looking down at the bed while biting his lip, before raising his eyes back up at me. "Let's get married", he repeats. This time soul gazing into my eyes. "I-", I struggle to search for the right words.

"I thought you didn't believe in marriage?" I question him, reminding him of the time I forced him to watch 'The Fault in Our Stars'. "You're right", he adds.

Well, obviously. I'm always right.

"I didn't believe in marriage" Carter continues, "but you could make me believe the most insane things in a heartbeat, gray", he finishes off, making my heart flutter even more than it usually does when I'm around him. 

"My heart only beats for you, so let's make this permanent - let's get married" he suggests for the last time, making my eyes well up as I slowly nod my head and raise my hand to my face. His lips curl into a smile; not a smirk, an actual smile as he leaps forward, wrapping his arms around me in a hug. It causes us to both fall back onto the bed, with him laying on top of me. 

"When?" I question once he finally got off me, allowing air to flow into my lungs again. "It took me three days to understand that I couldn't live without you, let's bind ourselves together for life in three days" he suggests. My eyes widen, "Carter, three days is really soon" I respond. "Really? I thought it was months away" he responds sarcastically, I life my hand up to wack his arm.

"How about three weeks? It'll give us enough time to make everything perfect" I ask, he hesitates, silently thinking about it before finally agreeing. "Three weeks, it's perfect" he leans forward, planting a kiss on my lips. 

***

So we decided to stay in France for a few days, currently we're walking around the shopping mall. Carter's hand rests in mine as I stroke my thumb delicately along the dark cross inked onto his hand. 

"What about this one?" Carter questions, pointing at an incredible, glistering white diamond ring. It has one large diamond stud in the middle with smaller ones surrounding it and a white gold band. "I love it" I respond, staring down at the way it refracts the white lights above us directly into my eyes. As I lift my eyes up, I notice Carter is leaning against the counter, his eyes glued to my face.

"What?" I question him, growing slightly uncomfortable at the intensity he stares at me with. "You're so beautiful" he responds, his eyes stuck on mine. I feel the heat rise up to my cheeks as I find myself physically unable to look away from his gaze. 

Thankfully, he does it first. He turns his sight to his hand, causing me to do the same. In his hand is a small red velvet box, he flips it open, revealing the ring I was just looking at.