------- He loved the girl that can't love him.....And now he can't love the girl that loves him --------
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"Don't worry.." I say, getting up off the chair and walking around him on my way out, my scarf running through his fingers lightly until it s...
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Wait what?
I slowly take a look at myself, my outfit. I'm wearing a very loose grey cotton long sleeved shirt that belongs to him, and tiny red gym shorts. My hair is a mess, tied up in a loosening bun on top of my head, and I wouldn't be surprised if I have a bit of creme smeared on the corner of my mouth somewhere from the lemon cake I just had....and then he does this? what is this? A proposal, surely this can't be right.
My eyes land on the glistening piece of jewelry between us.
"Are you asking me to marry you?" I ask softly, meeting his grey gaze again.
"I will if it's what you want" he says.
"Wait, you are the man in this relationship, and you are supposed to know what you are doing, so are you, or aren't you asking me?" I ask and he runs his fingers through his hair and gives me an awkward smile.
"That's some way to put it." he mumbles.
"I know I said marriage was not an option before, but I want you to know that it is now, with you, if you want?"
"Why have you changed your mind, because of the baby?" I mutter softly.
"Because I love you, because I want to spend the rest of my life with you.......because I want to give our child a proper home, a home it can be proud off...a home you can be proud of...I want to give you the honor you deserve.... because I want you to be proud and happy about bearing our child in this society knowing that it's a gift I am very proud and grateful for." He says and I'm rendered speechless.
"Raquel......?"
"Mhhhm."
"Will you accept this ring?" He asks, holding it up to me between his fingers.
It shines even brighter closer...and it looks oh so beautiful...
"As your wife?" I whisper.
"Yes, if it's what you desire." He responds.
The eerie silence that only last for a few seconds is cut his phone.
He looks at it frowns and cuts the call.
I sigh, preparing to respond, but my phone rings next and I pick it up immediately, needing a moment to pause and.......think.
Aaron looks at me apprehensively.
"It's Nick." I mumble and he frowns and takes the phone from me.
I watch walk to the window and turn to look at the ring.
This is absolutely the last thing I expected from him tonight, or ever, it didn't even occur to me once that he had ever considered marriage with me.
I can't believe he wants me to have his grandmother's ring, that ought to be a big deal......right?
My heart is palpating, I'm excited, but I think I'm more nervous than excited.
This is not exactly a traditional proposal now is it? not that I ever wanted or expected a huge spectacle with lots of people to witness it, I don't think I would like that very much, but I guess I just thought it would be more like, 'hey, I love you, I want you to be my wife.....' or whatever, instead of 'hey, do you want to get married? it's up to you?'.
