*Bren*
I feel my heart fall, she said no. Has she changed her mind ? I feel the tears press their way to my eyes. "Oh… okay then".
"Bren ...". She grabs my hand. "I feel like I need to explain".
"It's okay you don't have to... I get it... I understand". Honestly I need to get away, to be alone.
When I get up and want to turn away, she pulls slightly at my arm, to get my attention. "Bren, I know it's the third time you propose, but it is such bad style reusing a proposal".
"I just hoped that it would...". I stop and my eyes blow wide. "Hey, how do you know it was the same proposal ? And that it is the third time ?" I breathe in slowly. "You.. you remember ?"
A smile spreads on her face and she nods. "I do, I remember the horrid ring and proposing in the middle of the market. An
