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Chapter 14

*Luke’s POV*

                You had finally told Sarah how you felt and it was the best night of your life; you didn’t know you could feel such great happiness, but within 9 hours it was gone. The morning after Sarah kicked you out and you hadn’t heard from her since. You couldn’t figure out what you had done wrong. You messed up your friendship again; this is exactly what you had feared. Maybe you said something wrong, maybe she didn’t forgive you for all the mean stuff you had said before the accident, or maybe she blamed you for the death of your baby just like you did daily. You wouldn’t blame you if she hated you for that, you certainly hated yourself for it.

                You tried every day for 3 months to see her, talk to her, or hear her voice. You were going mad trying to figure out what to do; even avoiding everyone else to only focus on winning her back. Finally, after 3 gruesome months you got a text from her.

“Luke, I’m sorry for avoiding you these past few months. I do love you and I have for many years. When suddenly everything I wanted had come true I guess I freaked out; everything was changing all at once. Then I hadn’t gotten to mourn our baby; I know that sounds dumb since it was only a little bump in my belly, but that baby really did mean everything to me and I loved it so very much, always will. Then I had to deal with the guilt of John, and everything we had been through. I broke it off with him quickly, and these past few months I have been focusing on myself and thinking. I wanted to know what you felt for me was real and genuine and not because I almost died or because your baby died; I wanted it to be real. I miss you and I love you, I hope you’ve missed me too and I hope you understand. I’m sorry- Love, Sarah.”

                You knew you had to prove it and you knew exactly how.

                “Meet me at the park at 8,” you responded, hoping she would remember what park you were talking about.

                “K”

                You grabbed the velvet box from your dresser you had gotten 2 months ago and some candles from the cabinets and headed to the park. 3 months with Sarah had given you time to think too, and you knew you never wanted to be without Sarah again, you wanted to marry her and be with her forever. Tonight you were hoping after everything she would say yes.
                You got to the park and set up the candles in the gazebo next to the lake; the moon would hit just right and she would be able to find you. You lit the candles one by one and waited for what felt like years. It got dark and children left; you were the only one there and your car was the only one left in the parking lot. You checked the time; it was exactly 8. You saw headlights turn in and park. You knew it was Sarah. You felt like you were going to throw up and you were shaking, what if she said no?

                But then again, what if she said yes?