Maleah Jenner. "All I want you to do is accept it, you don't have to answer my question." Michael said to me.
After he asked me to marry him, I said I'll think about it but I haven't really done much thinking. I just try to forget about it and try not to be awkward. Michael brought me a ring after he popped the question but I'm refusing to take it, because that would show that I want to marry him and I don't know whether I want to or not. Does Maleah Stevenson even sound right?
"Just wear it. I spent $350,000 on it, so you could at least wear it and not waste it. You don't even need to answer me, take your time. Please, just take the ring." He said, holding his hand out.
I sighed in defeat and took the small black box, interred in velvet, out of his hand. I opened it and my mouth dropped at the sight. There was a squoval shaped diamond on the ring. Small crystals were encrusted on the rim of the ring and they all shone brightly. The ring was beautiful. It was if he used the ring to show how much he cared for me.
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My hands started to uneasily shake and I felt my face turn red. I took the ring out of the box and slid it onto my ring finger on my left hand. I couldn't lie, it felt fitting but how could Michael and I go from an affair to an almost engagement in the short space of two months? Life has been so surreal.
"Although you are an annoying, conceited, vain, rude and selfish jack-ass, I wouldn't want anyone else to be the baby's father. So, I really hope that this is your baby and not, you know - Maurice." I said, my sentence faltering at the end.
"Maleah, even if the baby isn't biologically mine, it will still be our baby. I told you, I'm sticking around." He said to me.
Just as I was about to reply, Michaels phone went off. He quickly picked up the phone, making small talk about how he wanted tables organised, eventually hanging up the phone in anger.
"Leah, I've got to go down the R.Dynasty. The gala is only in a few hours and they have messed the design up. I've got to go. The make up and stylists will be here in an hour and you will walk the red carpet with the girls. See you soon." He said, walking towards the door.
"Michael wait!" I said, causing him to stop in his tracks.
I ran up to him and engulfed him a short hug.
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