Los Angeles, California
Goosebumps covered your arms as a chill blew through the room. You sat on the foot of the bed while Benjamin stood in front of you. He took your hands in his and bent down to look you in the eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"I don't believe you."
"Baby-"
"Don't 'baby' me, John."
You pulled away and went to the other side of the room. He followed you and placed his hands on your shoulders.
"Don't touch me."
"Just listen to me, Tiffany." He urged. "I f*cked up. I know that. But, I love you. I have loved you since the day I met you, and I will love you until the day I die."
"It didn't feel like it when you were f*cking our babysitter."
"I did a bad thing. That doesn't mean that I'm a bad person."
You lowered your head and sobbed.
"I hate you."
"Look me in the eyes and say it to my face."
You lifted your head and locked eyes with him.
"I. Hate. You."
"You're really gonna throw ten years of marriage away because I made one mistake?"
"F*ck you."
"F*ck me?"
"Yeah, f*ck you!"
"F*ck you!"
You opened the closet and pulled out a black duffle bag.
"What, you're leaving now?"
"No." You took his clothes out of the closet and shoved them into the bag. "You are." When the bag was full, you zipped it and tossed it to him. "Get out."
"Don't do this."
"Get out, John!"
He nodded his head before lowering it. He gave you one last look before walking out of the room. You dropped to the floor and pressed your teary face into the bed.
"And...cut!"
The cameras stopped recording and the director came up to you. You wiped your face as Benjamin came back.
"Moira. Benjamin. That was the one. Great job, guys."
"Thanks, Ron."
"Let's take ten and set up for the next scene."
He went back to his chair and Ben wrapped his arms around you.
"You are amazing." He softly kissed you. "Is there anything you can't do?"
"Not really. No."
"You might just win another Oscar."
"A girl can hope."
"Moira." Anika said as she held up your phone. "It's your mom."
You nodded and took the phone before walking off the set.
"Hey, Mommy."
"Hi, ducky."
"What's up?"
"Something needs to be up for me to call my daughter?"
"Something usually is."
"I just called to ask if you were going to Connor's wedding tomorrow."
"I am. Are you going?"
"Not sure yet. I might still be working on the Matsson deal."
"I can't stand that guy."
"Nobody can." She laughed. "How's Benjamin?"
"He's really good-"
"Sorry, ducky. Logan's calling."
"It's fine. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye."
You returned to set and gave your phone to Anika. The makeup artist touched you up a bit before the next scene.
"Moira." Ben said to you.
"Yeah?"
"Apparently Ron made a little change to the last scene. We're gonna run it one more time."
"What change?"
"It's not a big change. Just go with it. Yeah?"
"Okay."
"Okay!" Ron exclaimed. "Scene nineteen, take four! And...action!"
You sat on the foot of the bed as Ben kneeled in front of you. He took your hands in his and kissed them softly.
"I know that our relationship hasn't always been perfect. But, I love you, Moira. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone or anything else in my life."
"You said Moira."
He pulled a small black box out of his pocket and opened it. Inside was a seven karat oval diamond.
"Moira Kincaid, will you make me the happiest man on Earth and be my wife?"
Your heart felt like it was going to pop out of your chest. You usually welcomed having all eyes on you. But now, it made your hands shake.
"Um...I...uh..."
"Moira?"
You nodded your head and smiled.
"Yes."
He slid the ring onto your finger and held you tightly.
"She said yes!" He placed his hands on your face and pulled you in for a kiss. "I love you."
You felt light as a feather, yet heavy as a rock. His eyes so full of hope and love made your heart pound.
"I love you too."
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