(A/N: This fic contains extremely mature themes such as self-harm, depression and suicidal thoughts. If any of these trigger or disturb you in any way, please DO NOT READ THIS FIC. Additionally, please know that harming yourself is never the solution and to please reach out for help. I'm also a great person to talk to if need be.)
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DECEMBER 2019
At first she thought he left her. It was hard to believe since she never noticed any discomfort radiating off him when they were together. They were beyond happy, or at least she thought so. In the one and a half years that they'd known each other, most of it was spent together. Immediately there was a connection between them. Like there was always a spark hovering around the two and when they met, the firework went off. And with that, establishing a relationship so unbelievably strong that it was torture to be without the other for prolonged period of time.
Within those eighteen months however, the most recent four months had been the best of her life, with him asking for her hand in marriage back in August. If she were ever asked what the best day of her life was, she wouldn't have to think twice about it.
He'd taken her on a pretty last-minute vacation to Costa Rica. She was suspicious of his motives for taking her the farthest away from home she'd ever been. And to a place that beautiful. But why exactly, she didn't know.
Yet.
AUGUST 2019 - FOUR MONTHS PRIOR
After an exquisite dinner at a restaurant that Rey didn't know he could even afford, Ben led them down to the beach. For some reason he insisted that she stay in her expensive, navy dress he bought her. He also remained in a suit and tie which gained a few stares.
They walked for a while, hand in hand, watching the sun fade below the dusty pink and orange horizon. Rey glanced between their swinging intertwined hands and her toes disappearing into the sand with every step.
When the sun was almost down and the sky was the perfect tint of orange, Ben halted in his tracks. Rey's brows furrowed and looked up at him in confusion, their fingers still locked together with no key in sight that was available to separate them. He only returned her gaze with a small smile that reached his eyes immediately. Without any words, he slowly lowered himself to one knee. If he cared in the slightest that the leg of his pants was ruining, he didn't show it.
He reached to the interior of his jacket and pulled out a small velvet box. Rey knew what this was now. She didn't even notice the tears already streaking her face until she clasped her hands in front of her mouth and felt them.
"Rey..."
Her breath hitched at the sound of her name from his throat. It still got her every time even after knowing him for almost two years.
"I was in such a dark place before I met you. There was no light in my life and I didn't think there ever would be. I think I can honestly say that you saved my life. You saved me from what I don't know what would've become of me. I was drowning in my work and loneliness. And then you walked into work like a literal ray of sunshine over me. I praise myself everyday for having the courage to get to know you, because it's the best decision I've ever made and I'm positive it'll stay that way. I can't imagine a life without you now, and I think it's because you are my life. So, Rey Niima... will you take a step further into life with me and do me the honor of being your husband?"
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