Love story

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Spencer and the girls had been seeing Dr Sullivan for a few months and their nightmares were beginning to fade but I just didn't believe that Spencer was happy, and I wanted her to be. There was something that wasn't quite right and I didn't know how to fix it. That's how I made the decision. I was going to propose. It made perfect sense, I loved her, I had done ever since that first night in the motel room and I knew that I would never stop.

A couple of weeks passed and I had it all planned. I dialled Spencer's number on my phone, answering machine.
"Hi Spencer, it's me. How would you like to go out for a fancy meal tonight?" I could feel my voice shaking, it was really embarrassing. I was so nervous that I had to pause and take a breath "Well it's all planned so you can't back out, I'll pick you up from our place at 7:00, bye!" and I hung up to phone.

That evening I put my nicest suit on and I went to pick up my old truck from the garage, the tan coloured one that Spencer bought me when I told her that I loved her for the first time. I drove up to our apartment and I was about to ring the buzzer but she was already at the door, wearing a fitted red dress cut just above the knee. Her soft brown curls cascaded over her shoulders and the glow of the street lights have her eyes a golden glow. She was breathtaking.

"What's with the mysterious fancy dinner?" She grinned at me, her pearly white smile made my heart melt.
"Just thought that you deserved a treat," I replied. Then she saw the truck behind me,
"Where did you find it?" She grinned, running over to the truck and opening one of the doors, I shrugged
"I did a little digging,"

We got in the truck and drove to our favourite Italian restaurant in a secluded spot just outside of Rosewood. We had our meal- it was delicious, and as we were walking back to the truck I saw her shivering so I put my arm around her waist and squeezed gently. She turned around and looked at me. Her hazel eyes staring into mine,
"Toby why did you do all this?" She said softly,
"Because I love you," I said, and that felt like as good a time as any.

"And I will always love you." I said as I got down on one knee clumsily. "You once told me that I was your safe place to land, and I always want you to feel safe. When we first met properly I was in a bad place, people thought that I was a freak, a murderer even! And you showed me that it doesn't matter what people think and that if you're a good person, they'll see that in the end. I'm a better person when I'm with you. I love you and I love that person. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be. Spence," I looked up at her, "Will you marry me?"