ASHLEY
“Marry me.”
I was standing by the back of the corner watching in awe how everything was unfolding in front. There’s nothing but recognition in Beckett's eyes when he found mine. It was just….serious. Dark.
“Marry me, Love,” he repeated again as if the first time was not enough to hurt me.
And I swear, everything just stopped.
How can he stand there and ask someone else to marry him when I'm the one holding his ring?
I clutched it tightly on my palm, stopping myself from crying or making a fool out of myself. Everyone seems frozen too.
I don't know why Beckett is suddenly acting like this. Love is the one who broke the silence.
"Yes!" she squeaked like a bird, quickly wrapping her arms around Beckett's. “Oh my god?”
Nobody clapped.
Matthews blinked like he misheard it.
