My Best Friend's Girl

41. Will You Marry Me?

Surprise I'm not ending it just yet 😘

This chapter will only be short ish, kind of like a one shot, in a way? Because I'm working on the epilogue.

Ambar's POV

It was Caspar and I's seven year anniversary today. I still didn't have a ring on my finger, or a child. I was old-fashioned and wanted to be married first. But, I'd found out this morning that I'm pregnant, and needed a way to tell Casp.

We were currently in Italy. Venice. And Caspar had a surprise for me today, I was hoping it was a proposal, but I'm starting to think he doesn't want to get married.

I'd gotten myself ready for the day. As we made our way to breakfast.

Caspar seemed very quiet and not himself today. Is he breaking up with me? Does he not love me anymore? We've been together seven years. So I hope not. Plus now I'm pregnant, I really don't want to be on my own.

I wrapped the tiny unisex baby grow up a long with the positive pregnancy test, and slipped it into my bag, I was telling Caspar today whether I liked it or not. I needed to do this.

"You aright, baba?" Caspar asks, as he takes my hand across the table.
"I need to tell you something." I say.
"What is it? Is everything OK?" He had concern laced in his voice.
I open up my bag and pull out the baby grow first. My hands shaking as I pass it across to him. "what's this?"
"Open it." I say my voice shaky.
He opens it, the look of confusion on his face as he sees what it is.

He looks at me, not being able to speak. I then, hand him over, the test.

"Is this some sort of prank?" Caspar now looks up at me, with tears in his eyes.
"Nope. Caspar, this is 100% real. We're having a baby Casp." I smile, he gets off his chair, and comes round to me.
"You're not kidding?" I shake my head. "oh my god." He says.
"Are you happy?" I ask, slightly worried.
"I'm over the fricken moon," He replies. "this is the best news I've had all year," He kisses me, his hand placed on his stomach. Causing me to smile. "I love you, both of you." He whispers.

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The sun was now about to set, and Caspar let go of my hand, as he gets down on one knee. I gasp, my hand instantly falling to my mouth.
"Where do I even begin?" He chuckles. "I'm not very good with words. So all I'll say is, you mean a hell of a lot to me. You've given me so much joy and happiness over these last seven years, and I can't thank yoi enough for that.
I love you with my whole heart, you and our unborn child.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is,

Ambar Miraaj Driscoll, will you marry me?" I nod, no words forming.

He slips the ring onto my finger, as I admire it. It's perfect.

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This was us. On our wedding day.
One of the happiest days of my life. I was now a Mrs. Mrs Ambar Lee.
"About bloody time." Joe chuckles.

"Took him long enough." I joke.
"I was waiting for the right time." He says, making us all laugh.

All we needed now, was our mini Lee.