-Chapter Eighty-five-

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Sophie leaned her head onto Keefe's shoulder. They were at the drive-in theater. She had another piece of popcorn. By the end of the film, both of them were in tears. The dog had died.

After they collected themselves, Sophie checked to make sure her mascara wasn't running. They were heading to dinner afterward.

Arriving at the restaurant, they were taken to their reservated table. They were sitting near an old couple. The old couple kept giving them soft looks and crinkly smiles.

Keefe leaned a little closer to her. He kissed her on the lips, pulling her close. When they separated, she rested her head against him.

"I love you," he murmured.

"I love you, too." Sophie wrapped her arms around him.

When their food came, they separated to eat. Still, she could still see him giving her fond looks. He... almost looked nervous.

"Something wrong?" She asked.

He shook his head. "I'm fine. Want dessert?"

"Splurging tonight, eh?" She laughed. "Yes, I would."

They finished off the last of their food before leaving. Instead of heading back to campus, Keefe drove them to the park. The sun was starting to set over the horizon.

They walked out by the pond, skipping stones. Sophie laughed when one of the stones plunked down so fast that it ended up splashing the both of them.

Keefe wrapped his arms around her waste from behind. He closed his eyes and nuzzled her neck, causing her to giggle. He swayed them back and forth.

Once done by the lake, he took her by the hand and led her under a cherry blossom tree. Sophie allowed him to tilt her chin up and lean in close. She ran her hands through his hair as the kiss deepened. She felt the smile on his lips against hers. One hand traveled down the small of her back.

He pulled away. "Sophie," he started. "I love you. So much."

She giggled. "I love you too, Keefe."

He shook his head. "No, I mean, I've known you almost my entire life. I've had a crush on you since sixth grade. You got me through the worst parts of my life. I want to be with you forever. I never want to leave your side. So, if you'd have me..."

Sophie gasped. Keefe knelt down on one knee. He pulled a box out from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a beautiful ring with a shiny stone on it. He held out the box as an offering, taking her hand with his other.

"Sophie Elizabeth Foster," the wait felt like an eternity for him to say the words, "May I have the honor of calling you my wife? Will you marry me?"

Sophie felt something of a mixture of a gasp and a sob crawl up her throat. It sounded like a dying animal.

She finally managed to get out the word, "Yes!"

She broke down into joyous tears. Keefe slipped the ring onto her finger. He got up off the ground and kissed her again. He rested his forehead on hers. She could see the tears in his eyes. She buried her nose in her neck, letting him sway them under the tree.

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