Jackson's Point of View
I grabbed Rose's hand to lead her out of the room. When we got to the top of the stairs, I felt as if I was dragging a dead weight. Panicing slightly, I turned to see if she was ok. The look on her face was set to stunned and her mouth was hanging open. I followed her line of sight and instantly saw the cause of her astonishment. She was peaking over the banister and looking at the hall below us.
The whole room was covered in fresh flowers and fairy lights. It was absolutely spectacular. Erin had put her absolute all in and I could't be more grateful to her at that moment. Whilst every single inch of space was taken up with some decoration or another, amazingly, it didn't look over the top.
"Do you like it?" I asked Rose, because she still hadn't uttered
