Savannah's POV
My thoughts whirled in my mind as I watched him go down on his knees.
The thoughts in my head were shouting at him, don't say it. Don't say the words.
But he did.
" Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me, Savannah Ouad?" he asked.
My mind went back to this morning, to where I could have prevented this very occurrence from happening if I had just decided not to grace this event.
" Why is she not answering? I thought they were in love?" I heard someone whisper.
From where I stood, I could see Margaret wrinkle her hands in both anger and annoyance, her countenance almost seeming to say to me, be quick and answer him.
His own eyes held a level of question as he muttered another set of words to me, this time, meant for me and not the nagging eyes of the peo
