"What? Do you really want to marry me?" Vincent asked and walked closer to me. "You're blaming me for everything! You're accusing me of planning all of this! But I didn't!"
"Even if you explain it to me a hundred times, I still won't believe you, Ella!" Vincent answered harshly and stopped right in front of me. "Now tell me! Do you really want to marry me and become Mrs. Dela Merced?"
"Yes!" I answered quickly and didn’t look away from him. Even though my heart was about to burst from the nerves and fear I felt. I felt weak whenever he was this close to me. Like I would run out of breath.
"Are you sure?" he asked to confirm.
"Why do you even need to ask? I already said it, I love you and I want to be Mrs. Dela Merced. It’s my dream to be Mrs. Dela Merced."
"Ok! Now! Take off
