"So, what is your idea of a perfect proposal?"
Since brunch time, when Clara asked Iris to have a heart-to-heart with her, she'd had so many crying and laughing sessions and Clara had turned out to be the elder sister that Iris never had. She had opened up to someone finally and spoke about her fears and troubles and everything that had burdened her for so long.
After some good periods of stress release and outbursts of emotions of all sorts, the conversation had randomly turned this way and Iris found herself imagining if she ever had a chance to get proposed. What would she prefer to be 'The dream' or 'Ideal proposal'?
Her answers revolved around something intimate yet classy, something memorable and close to the heart yet like nothing ever before. The conversation soon turned to othe
