Anastasia POV
I take his promises to heart, stretching my hand out while my head bobs up and down in the yes direction.
It's the first time I'd seen a genuine smile on his face, but it quickly disappears and he wears me the ring, easily fitting my finger perfectly.
He stands on his feet handing the roses to me, "I hope you remember that for the rest of our lives," he says turning to the side, "Dinner?"
I stare down at the ring and the roses in my hand, "How did you know?"
"Know what?" he turns to the side, leading me back to the garden doors
"The ring?" I turn slightly to him as he pulls the door open.
"Intuition" he shrugs leading me back inside the building
We are led through the doors then the general hallways and I can feel eyes from guests burning into my soul.
Eyes follow us
