I'm pretty sure my vocal chords are shot.
Shallow breaths between Christian and I are the only sound in the bedroom other than the
beating of my heart with echoes in my ears loudly.
He told me this would happen. He warned me that he was going to propose soon, but soon was
months ago!
I had forgotten all about becoming his fiance.
"Vasilisa, this isn't just because you're pregnant," Christian assures me softly. "You know that I
love you more than life itself and I can't bear to live a day without knowing you're mine. Will
you marry me?"
I try to even out my breathing to get that word. That one little word.
But I can't.
I'm too shocked. Instead, I opt for a quick head nod before throwing my arms around his lightly
tanned neck.
"Is this a yes?" He laughs lightly.
I nod aga
