JokerandReika4EVER
"Damian?" I asked, fiddling with the hem of my blouse.
"Guadalupe Diaz..." he says softly avoiding mu gaze as he shoves his hand into his right pocket.
"Y-yes?" I stutter nervously.
He gets down on one knee, pulling out a small box.
I gasp, almost knowing what lies inside the soft velvet cushions of the box.
"W-will, you marry me?" He asks me, lifting his gaze to stare deep into my amber eyes with his own baby blue ones.
"D-Damian, what?... I-I"