Hearing Leslie Green’s reply, Broderick Ackerley’s eyes suddenly lit up like someone had flipped a switch—so bright, like stars twinkling in a clear night sky.
There’s a saying: when you like someone, your eyes shine—there’s truth in that glow, you just can’t fake it.
And Leslie… she swore she'd never let that light in Broderick’s eyes go out.
Broderick gently slid the ring onto her finger—it fit perfectly.
Leslie tugged him up, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rested her head against him.
Broderick froze for a second.
“What’s wrong, Leslie?”
She seemed a little off for a moment. Like something had tugged at her heartstrings.
Had a memory hit her? She looked kinda sad… and that pulled at his heart, too.
“It’s nothing,” she said, lifting her head from his
