Gabriel stood up and brushed off the dirt from his nightgown. “Jacob, you've made a good choice. Jocelyn will make a perfect wife,” He said with a smile as he looked at me.
I wiped the tears from my cheeks and gave a small smile in response.
“Thank you, Grandpa,” Jacob greeted his grandfather.
He turned his gaze to me with the expression on his face being unreadable. “Jocelyn, why was my father kneeling?”
“J-Jacob I-I didn't mean to…I-,” I tried to explain, but Gabriel beat me to it.
“I was kneeling because I was begging her not to leave you and to stay by your side forever,” Gabriel announced, cutting me off.
Jacob pinched the bridge of his nose and tapped his feet on the floor repeatedly. “And what makes you think you need to do that?”
“Jacob, you and I very well know that you nee
