11
Lauren
I looked at Rye. He looked at me. It was one of those moments when your whole life runs through your mind like a movie in super fast-forward. Everything I longed for was right there before me. A man I loved, and who loved me. A family that had already embraced me. But to accept it, I'd have to do something I'd never done before. I'd have to trust myself.
I'd have to believe I wasn't defined by my horrendous genetic background. I'd have to believe that I wasn't irredeemably damaged by Bliss's training.
I'd have to believe in myself and my love for Rye.
"Well?" Rye asked. I didn't see one speck of doubt on his face.
I slid my hand into his. "Yes. I would love to marry you, Rye. More than anything in the world." With Rye hugging me close, captured in his infinitely silver eyes
