Starting Over

17. Will you marry me, Lucy?

"But he who dares not to grasp the thorn should never crave for the rose"

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Five years later :-   ( INDIA)

Blake got down the stairs with excitement filled in his blue eyes. He was very happy that day.  He had a bouquet of white and red flowers in his hand, and he had worn a light-blue button down.

"Good morning, mom," he chirped. Mrs.Halter smiled at him. "Good morning. Come have your breakfast."

"Oh, no, mom. Today there's no time for that," he said.

"But it's still very early to go to the hospital."

Blake shook his head. "It's not that. Bye mom!"

"Wait Bla--," Mrs.Halter began, but he was already gone. She shook her head in mock dissapointment.

Blake's eyes glistened. It was a big day for him. He was going to propose Lucy today and he wanted everything to be perfect. He had waited for the right time, for the right age, and now that they were settled with their jobs, he thought it was alright to do it. Blake hid the bouquet in the car and called Lucy.

"Ready?" he asked through the phone. He had told her he had a surprise for her.

"Ready," she replied. He smiled as he disconnected the phone.

Lucy opened the door. She had worn a light-purple dress with pink flowers embeded on it. She looks beautiful, Blake thought, but forbore to say it. Lucy had got most of her memory back, leaving out a bit of it. But Blake didn't care; things were back to normal and plus they had built alot more memories, which were much beautiful than the first ones.

"Let's go," Lucy said, wearing her seat belt. Blake smiled and pushed the accelerator.

"So, where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see," he grinned.

Lucy looked forward, noticing that the place was far from the city. They crossed the hustle and bustle of the cars and the skyscrapers, and were driving along a calm and scenic road. After almost an hour, Blake stopped the car. He got out the car and opened the door for Lucy. She got out, closing the door behind her.

"Come on," he said, extending his hand. Lucy placed her hand in his and he clasped it gently, walking her to a small cottage.  The entrance was semi-circular gate, decorated with flowers and their gentle fragrance filled the air. Blake pushed the door open and led her in.

Lucy was surprised to see what this little cottage contained. It was circular room, dark, pitch-black. But the thing that surprised Lucy were the thousands of stars. Yes, thousands of stars were protruding out, forming a three-D effect in the room. They glowed in their positions, some high above the ceiling, some below, and some Lucy's height. Lucy moved forward and touched one.

It formed a circular image of them. A small image of Blake and Lucy dancing on the road floated in the air. She was spellbound. It looked so beautiful.

"Touch them, and you'll find us," Blake whispered to her. Lucy touched another star. It formed their image again, this time in America, with the lanterns.

"How did you do this?" she asked.

He grinned. "Well, that's a secret"

She laughed. She touched another one, and it went on. Numerous images of them floated in the room, like butterflies. And, Blake spoke from behind.

"I love you, Lucy. I've never loved anyone more than you. I want to grow old with you. You complete me, and without you I'm just some man without a soul. You don't know what you do to me. I want to be there for you forever, protect you, be there for you in each and every moment of your life. You make me feel like I'm the luckiest man on earth. You, you are the only one I want to live with..," he said, as Lucy touched the last star which was in her reach. It vanished. "You've got me on my knees."