Kara's POV.
In the dining room, Andrew is sitting opposite from me, his eyes fixated on mine. He barely eat his food. I don't know how, but I just knew that he keeps eyeing me.
My eyes are down the whole time, looking anywhere but upwards, where I could catch his gaze. He kneels down on one knee. I still can't believe it. He is exchanging words with my people sometimes, but at most times we all just go silent. And at that moment, he'll stare at me like forever.
I don't want to look up for another reason, and it's because I'm blushing. My face are all painted pink, like literally all pink. If I should look up at him, I know I'll laugh, because even right now, I'm trying my hardest part to not burst out laughing, or giggling anyway. I will appear maniac for it.
He kneel. He wants to g
