When she finishes her speech, she looks into my eyes with confidence, and apparently she doesn’t have a bit of doubt about what she has just said. I swallow a few times before I can find my voice again.
“Would you like me to propose to Raven?”
“No, son,” she shakes her head. “You want to propose to her, I’m only giving you the ring.” Seeing how hesitantly I’m twisting the jewel between my fingers, she smiles, and tussles my hair as if I was still a little boy. “If you don’t give it to this girl, then to whom? You’ve been in love with her since university, so it’s high time you did something about your future.”
I look at her, and this time I can’t contain my smile either. What do I do? Should I start denying my feelings that chain me to Raven, stronger by the hour? It would be pointless.
