|Aria’s POV|
My legs were stuck to the ground and the only thing I could do was stare at him. Penelope’s screeching was getting to my head, but there was nothing I could do but stare at the signboard.
‘Will you marry me?’
‘Will you marry me?’
I felt jittery and wanted to scream ‘yes’ but I couldn’t find my voice. The excitement pulsing in my veins could rival someone who just took a drag of weed in her lungs.
The bands singing and the trumpet blowing made me feel like the happiest girl in the world. For a moment, I felt like Anastasia Steele.
I never knew what it was like to be proposed to because Ace and I barely had a proper wedding. I was just given a ring and escorted to his house, which was the reason few people knew about our marriage.
Memories of the day he gave me the ring a
