Fiona
The pieces started falling into place when I saw the ring in the bottom of my champagne glass. Then I looked up and discovered that Alexander was kneeling at my feet.
An overwhelming feeling of relief rushed through me, even before conscious thoughts about exactly what he was doing could come into focus.
“Fiona.” Alexander took hold of my free hand. “I’m sorry this took me so long. But I need to tell you some things, and I have a question to ask you.”
I glanced back down into my glass. A gorgeous diamond and sapphire engagement ring was way down at the bottom of it, with tiny bubbles streaming up all around it.
“Do you want me to get this out of here, first?” I asked rather meekly.
Alexander looked at the glass in my hand. Laughed quietly under his breath. And said, “Yes,
