AUSTIN’S POV
I wasn’t sure I heard her right at first.
“Let’s get married.”
Her voice wasn’t shaky. It wasn’t unsure. It wasn’t swept up in passion either. It was calm—too calm. Like someone deciding it was time to move on due to circumstances.
I paused, processing the words as Jamie rushed by laughing like nothing was wrong. Zoe just stood there with her arms folded loosely. She looked straight at me, tired but focused.
“…Do what?” I asked not because I didn’t know but because I had to be certain. I wanted her to say it again.
She didn’t blink. “Let’s get married.”
My heart pounded. This was what I had wanted, wasn’t it? What I had envisioned when I watched her tuck Jamie into bed in my house, when she made toast in the kitchen barefoot, humming quietly while the sun came up. Thi
