SAVANNAH
I'm so tired of lying in this suckish bed. It's been so long since the surgery but they won't let me go home.
I absolutely hate it here.
I roll my head to the side when the door opens, and I lazily sit up when Klein walks in. I stay still, watching him as he closes the door behind him before he approaches the bed.
He comes here every day but today he looks different. He appears to be very nervous.
He doesn't have flowers for me either.
That's a first.
"Hey," he says, kissing me on the lips before he sits beside me. He's avoiding my gaze, so I place my hand on his cheek, willing his eyes to meet mine.
"Are you okay?"
He smiles.
"No."
"What's wrong?"
"Marry me."
"What?"
"I want you to marry me." He runs a nervous hand through his hair, tousling it all over. "s**
