Chapter 46

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Becky's POV

"I will marry you," I say and she gets up and gives me a hug. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear those words," Charlotte said making me smile. "So all of this was to ask me that question," I say pulling away from the hug. "Yea, I hoped you like it," she said scratching the back of her neck. "I love it. I ate some amazing food and I am now engaged to the love of my life," I say as I gave her a kiss on the lips. I see her smile and she gets the ring and then puts it on my ring finger. After she's done, she looks up at me while kissing the top of my hand. "Wanna go home now?," she asked me. "No. Can we just stay here for a few minutes?," I say while sitting down on the grass. "Of course," she said while sitting down next to me.

I put my head on her shoulder and we lace our hands together while admiring the view. "Isn't it weird how we were dating for a day and then we kinda of broke up and the on same day, we are now engaged," I say. "Yea, our love is crazy but I love it," she said and I smile at her comment. We sit in silence as we looked towards the view while I had my head on Charlotte's shoulder. "Remember when I was engaged to Finn and I had to wear this ring that he gave me," I say and I see Charlotte clench her jaw. "Yea," she said. "I remember me saying that a new ring will replace my old one and it will represent my relationship with you," I say and I see her smile. "You were right all this time and I'm glad it happened like this," she said as she kissed the top of my forehead. "We should go now. It's getting cold," I say with a laugh. "Well that was quick," she said with a smile.

"Sorry it's just nighttime and it's getting cold," I say as I get up and brush my self off. Charlotte also gets up and brushes her self off before lacing my hand with hers and walking me to the car. I get in on my side while she sits on the driver's side. We put on our seatbelt and I admire the ring that she gave me. "I'm guessing by the way you look at the ring, that you like it," she said with a smile. "I do. It's just... I never thought this would happen," I say while still looking at the ring.

"What do you mean?," Charlotte asked while looking at me before going back to the road. "I never thought that I went from being abused and all of this other crap to being engaged to you. It was something that I thought was impossible for me," I say. I feel Charlotte lace her hand with mine before speaking. "It wasn't impossible. It's just that sometimes you have to take the wrong path to get back on the right path," she said. "I just never thought it would be that way but I'm glad I'm here with you today," I say with a smile.

"I'm glad I'm with you too," she said before giving me a kiss on my hand. "I know you just asked me to marry you but when will the wedding be?," I ask and I see her chuckle. "We got engaged like 20 minutes ago I think and you're already asking about the wedding," she said. "I just want to hurry up and get married. I just want you for the rest of my life and no one else. No Finn, No Sonya, No Alexa, No one. Just you and me," I say and I see her smile. "I like the sound of that," she said with a smile. She keeps driving to the house and I look out the window while she drove.

"Maybe later this month," I hear her say. "What?," I ask her. "The wedding. We can have it later this month," she said and I smile. "That sounds like a great idea. We have to tell Stephanie about it and then plan it," I say excited. "Let's start tomorrow. We don't have no shows or autograph signings or nothing. It'll just be me and you planning our wedding," she said. "I love you," I say. "I love you too," she said and I smile.

In a few minutes, we arrived at the house and for some reason no one is there. "That's weird, usually some of them should be here at this time," I say getting out of the car. "Well some are at the live event or at the hill cleaning up," Charlotte says as she gets out of the car. "Well let's go inside," I say. Charlotte laces my hand with hers and we walk up to the front doors and I wait for Charlotte to open them.

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