(Tara's POV)
"I will ask you just one question, but I want your honest answer. If your answer is no, I will walk away right now, and I won't bother you again,"
I swallowed. That one question will always be the hardest to answer.
"Tara Evans, do you love me?"
My heart skipped a beat. I was too nervous to answer that all I could do was stick my tongue against the inside of my cheek. If I answered no, and Blake would be true to his words, he would leave me alone. My heart would probably stop beating. If I answered yes, there would be no turning back. I would be happy, but why does it feel like it would open up a can of worms?
"Tara?"
I opened my mouth to answer, but an angel saved me from answering his question. We heard Sean calling.
"Uncle Blake! Aunt Tara!" He opened the door a
