ARIA'S POV
The box was open.
The ring inside was perfect, and I had no idea how he knew. I had never pointed out a ring I liked or told him what I wanted. Yet it was exactly what I would have chosen. A pear-cut stone, a simple band, and clean lines. Nothing too flashy. Just the stone and setting, simple and beautiful on their own.
It looked like my work.
I didn't know how he knew that either.
Well, He didn't give a speech.
That was the thing. He opened his mouth and what came out was simply true.
"I love you." He held my eyes. "I know I don't deserve to ask this yet." A pause that was not uncertainty, just honesty. "I'm asking anyway." His voice didn't waver. "Will you marry me?"
I didn't plan my answer.
It arrived before I made any decision about it, the way the truest things arr
