Misty got down on one knee, and looked up at the love of her life. The young woman was dressed in a knee length, red dress, and Misty's black floral shawl had been thrown around her when the wind began to pick up as the night went on Her long, dark-although wind blown- hair lined her face perfectly,a and the setting sun illuminated her face. Showing the slight makeup she had put on.
It took all Misty had not to do this as soon as she saw her walk out of the bathroom that morning. But she waited and now this was the big moment..
"Zoe Benson," Misty grabbed the brunette's hands as she went down. "You give me nothin' but good vibes, babydoll. Ya are my other half. And ya make me into a better woman every single day." The Cajun paused, but never tore her eyes away from the dark hues staring back at her. "Ya are my soulmate, my anchor, and my best friend.. I can't imagine a world without ya in it, and I don't ever want ta experience it." Misty let go of Zoe's hands and dug through the bag she carried before finding the black, velvet box. She pulled it out, and opened it for the girl. "I love ya..Now will ya make me the happiest witch alive? And marry me, Zoe?" Zoe pulled the Cajun to her feet and stood on her tiptoes to press a searing kiss to the taller woman's cupid bow lips. Once they pulled away the younger woman breathed,
"Yes, yes, yes," She smiled wide, and happy tears fell down her cheeks. She watched as Misty slipped the ring onto a slender finger. "a thousand times yes."
