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She is mine
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The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table.
He sat there patiently, gently tapping his fingers on the table waiting. longing... yearning just for a glimpse of her.
He had practiced for days, weeks, for this moment, with every tick of the clock his heart beat faster.
To calm his already racing nerves, he began fiddling with the hem of the table cloth. Rehearsing his lines over and over again. Replaying, how it will turn out. Hoping so desperately that it will not be an epic fail.
He had seen it countless times. The guy gets on one knee as the girl stands, proclaiming words of affection to her and after all is said. The word he never thought he would hear will escape from the lips of the woman he loved, 'No!'. He dreaded hearing that word so much that it angered him.
The sound of heels clacking on the marble floor drew his attention, he slowly raised his head, his eyes trailed from long, slender, smooth legs, taking in every inch of details of her, and landed on warm sparking dark brown eyes.
The red gown sat tightly on her skin, accentuating her curves. Her hair was loosely parked into a French bun, tendrils of it fell curving her smooth face which was adorned with a light touch of make up.
Instinctively he stood up and approached her mid way.
She smiled at him warmly and pecked him. He was too speechless to react.
"Are you okay? You seem lost!" Her brows furrowed with concern.
Finally getting his composure back, he spoke "I am fine. I am just not used to seeing you like this. Your beauty is so unreal that it enthralls me!".
She couldn't help but giggle "Since when did you become so romantic? It is so unlike you!".
"You don't like it?" He asked.
"It will take a while before I get used to it!" she simply replied.
He led her to the table and they both sat down. He was still nervous, a lot more than before. He took a deep breath, relaxing his pulsating heart.
The waiter approached them and they both ordered their dinner. She ordered something simple as always which he didn't mind he never minded it. He loved how simple she was.
To distract himself from the main task, he decided to start a conversation with her just something to get his mind off things. It began with small questions like "How was your day?" "How was work?" kind of things and elevated to making jokes and telling stories. When their food arrived the conversation continued, midway into dining, he became silent.
She could tell that something was off with him. Where had the chatty guy gone to? she wondered.
"Are you really okay?" She asked placing her hands on his. The look of concern in her eyes wasn't missed by him.
Just a touch of her skin sent shivers down his spine. He let out a deep breath.
"I am good!" he replied whilst smiling at her.
"Really?" She gave him a quizzical look "I feel like you are not... because you are doing that thing you do whenever you are nervous."
He stared at her befuddled.
"You are drawing circles with your middle finger on the table cloth and you only do that whenever something is bothering you!" She stated.
He glanced at his hand and realized that she was right. He abruptly stopped and squeezed his hand to a fist.
He sighed and looked at her with love in his eyes.
"Actually, there is something bothering me!" He said softly.
"What is it?"
"It is you!" Her eyes widened. He could tell that she was super confused.
"You are bothering me. You have been on my mind for months. I know that we just started dating eight months ago and we are still getting to know each other but each time I am with you I feel like we have known each other forever. You understand me more than anyone like you are my missing piece. Each time I am with you, I don't get bothered about anything else. You just seem to soak away every problem that I have. I can face every ups and downs with you by my side, so that is why I need to ask you..."
He got up and walked slowly towards her, she stared at him silently watching him get down on one knee. A gasp escaped her lips and her eyes became as wide as a saucer. He took out a ring box and slowly opened it revealing a large ruby which sparkled under the dim light sitting perfectly on a golden halo.
"Will you marry me and make me the craziest, luckiest, happiest and most joyful idiot in the world?" He asked.
She laughed at his humor. Only one word has been on her mind eversince he began his long proposal.
She let out a breath and stared at him, he couldn't discern what she was thinking at the moment and the suspense killed him. He was really hoping that it will not be a....
"Yes! I will definitely marry you!" she said heartily.
His eyes were filled with tears as he slowly placed the ring on her finger. it fitted her perfectly. He stood up and did the only thing he could think of, he pulled her towards him which surprised her. Wrapping his hand round her waist, he kissed her.
Boundless joy engulfed him as he kissed the woman he has always longed for, this marked a new journey for them and he was glad that she will always be by his side for as long as they both shall remain in this world.
He was hers and she will forever be his.
#fatedlove #romance #relationships
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The setting was perfect. Candlelight, polished cutlery and a single rose set in a delicate vase at each table.
He sat there patiently, gently tapping his fingers on the table waiting. longing... yearning just for a glimpse of her.
He had practiced for days, weeks, for this moment, with every tick of the clock his heart beat faster.
To calm his already racing nerves, he began fiddling with the hem of the table cloth. Rehearsing his lines over and over again. Replaying, how it will turn out. Hoping so desperately that it will not be an epic fail.
He had seen it countless times. The guy gets on one knee as the girl stands, proclaiming words of affection to her and after all is said. The word he never thought he would hear will escape from the lips of the woman he loved, 'No!'. He dreaded hearing that word so much that it angered him.
The sound of heels clacking on the marble floor drew his attention, he slowly raised his head, his eyes trailed from long, slender, smooth legs, taking in every inch of details of her, and landed on warm sparking dark brown eyes.
The red gown sat tightly on her skin, accentuating her curves. Her hair was loosely parked into a French bun, tendrils of it fell curving her smooth face which was adorned with a light touch of make up.
Instinctively he stood up and approached her mid way.
She smiled at him warmly and pecked him. He was too speechless to react.
"Are you okay? You seem lost!" Her brows furrowed with concern.
Finally getting his composure back, he spoke "I am fine. I am just not used to seeing you like this. Your beauty is so unreal that it enthralls me!".
She couldn't help but giggle "Since when did you become so romantic? It is so unlike you!".
"You don't like it?" He asked.
"It will take a while before I get used to it!" she simply replied.
He led her to the table and they both sat down. He was still nervous, a lot more than before. He took a deep breath, relaxing his pulsating heart.
The waiter approached them and they both ordered their dinner. She ordered something simple as always which he didn't mind he never minded it. He loved how simple she was.
To distract himself from the main task, he decided to start a conversation with her just something to get his mind off things. It began with small questions like "How was your day?" "How was work?" kind of things and elevated to making jokes and telling stories. When their food arrived the conversation continued, midway into dining, he became silent.
She could tell that something was off with him. Where had the chatty guy gone to? she wondered.
"Are you really okay?" She asked placing her hands on his. The look of concern in her eyes wasn't missed by him.
Just a touch of her skin sent shivers down his spine. He let out a deep breath.
"I am good!" he replied whilst smiling at her.
"Really?" She gave him a quizzical look "I feel like you are not... because you are doing that thing you do whenever you are nervous."
He stared at her befuddled.
"You are drawing circles with your middle finger on the table cloth and you only do that whenever something is bothering you!" She stated.
He glanced at his hand and realized that she was right. He abruptly stopped and squeezed his hand to a fist.
He sighed and looked at her with love in his eyes.
"Actually, there is something bothering me!" He said softly.
"What is it?"
"It is you!" Her eyes widened. He could tell that she was super confused.
"You are bothering me. You have been on my mind for months. I know that we just started dating eight months ago and we are still getting to know each other but each time I am with you I feel like we have known each other forever. You understand me more than anyone like you are my missing piece. Each time I am with you, I don't get bothered about anything else. You just seem to soak away every problem that I have. I can face every ups and downs with you by my side, so that is why I need to ask you..."
He got up and walked slowly towards her, she stared at him silently watching him get down on one knee. A gasp escaped her lips and her eyes became as wide as a saucer. He took out a ring box and slowly opened it revealing a large ruby which sparkled under the dim light sitting perfectly on a golden halo.
"Will you marry me and make me the craziest, luckiest, happiest and most joyful idiot in the world?" He asked.
She laughed at his humor. Only one word has been on her mind eversince he began his long proposal.
She let out a breath and stared at him, he couldn't discern what she was thinking at the moment and the suspense killed him. He was really hoping that it will not be a....
"Yes! I will definitely marry you!" she said heartily.
His eyes were filled with tears as he slowly placed the ring on her finger. it fitted her perfectly. He stood up and did the only thing he could think of, he pulled her towards him which surprised her. Wrapping his hand round her waist, he kissed her.
Boundless joy engulfed him as he kissed the woman he has always longed for, this marked a new journey for them and he was glad that she will always be by his side for as long as they both shall remain in this world.
He was hers and she will forever be his.
#fatedlove #romance #relationships
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