A shiver traveled down Felicia's spine, shaking her from her dazed state.
She lifted her head, a mix of confusion and surprise on her face as if she hadn't quite caught what he had said.
"What did you say?" She asked.
Noticing her confusion, Jadon repeated himself patiently.
"Do you want to marry me?"
Felicia took a moment to process his words, realizing she really hadn't misheard.
"Is this true?" He pressed.
His intense gaze seemed to bore into her as if he wanted to pry into her very thoughts.
The space between them was shrinking, and she could feel his warm breath brushing against her.
Unconsciously, she bowed her head and clenched her fists in anxiety.
Jadon noticed her reaction, and unexpectedly, he felt a spark of happiness.
"If you're up for it, I'm not against—"
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