🌺 like a rose 🌺 | Holmesbury 🌺

chapter 11

"Yes?" I asked, my voice light and airy, like one of those bubble head royalties. I internally vomited. "I just wanted to say- Hey! Where's your ring?!" He asked in shock. I smiled before saying "weddings off, I couldn't get married to someone I don't love." He smiled at me. "Enola Holmes you really are unpredictable," he said. I blushed and bit my lip, looking down at the floor. He lifted my chin up and smiled. "I'll be right back!" I said. I ran upstairs and threw on a white dress, my favorite. I ran outside and grabbed the ring. I ushered Tewkesbury outside. I ran into the distance. He was gaining on me. I laughed, before turning around and kissing him, slipping the ring on my finger while doing so. I felt him kissing back. I put my arms around his neck smiling into the kiss. We broke free for air and he seemed to spot the ring on my finger, his ring.  "You're the only one I want," he said. "Not Eliza, not Vilma, not Tess, just you." I realized he was talking about the girls he had been in love with. I smiled knowing that he wanted me, "Do you love me?" I blurted out. He smiled and whispered, "Of course, my Enola," I almost cried. We walked hand in hand into the living room where Lady Tewkesbury and Sherlock were sitting. (He already knew the wedding was off) "Mother, mr. Holmes," Tewkesbury stated. I held on tight to his arm. Lady Tewkesbury looked at the ring then at me. "I told you she'd say yes!" She exclaimed. "Mum!" Tewkesbury said, now embarrassed. Sherlock smiled, "Congratulations," he said, bowing. "Why are you bowing?" I asked laughing. "Well since you are getting married to a Marquess, so that makes you a Marchioness." He said firmly. I nodded.
| A/N: I have I think one more part after this! Thank you for all the reads and love!!!!
-B 🌺