“Maybe,” William responded.
“I should have found someone willing to marry me. Someone who'd love me no matter
what.” Tears rolled down her face.
William glanced at the dresser.
Without a word, William walked to the dresser and retrieved a small blue box from
his sock drawer.
He sat back on the bed and opened the box.
She gazed at the ring inside the box, wiping the tears from her eyes.
“Okay,” she said, slipping the ring on her finger.
“Really?” William asked, surprised she said yes.
“Yes, really,” she replied, admiring the ring.
“Okay.” William blew out a long breath. They were engaged.
“Get out,” Emily told him, getting off the bed and wrapping the sheet around her
body.
“Get out?” William blinked.
She wiped the last of her tears while holding the sheet in place.
“I need to get ready, and then we are going out.”
“Where are we going? Dinner to celebrate?”
“You’ll see,” she said, pushing him out of the bedroom and closing the door behind
him.
Emily spent the next hour getting ready. William had expected a dinner or something
similar, but instead, she had him drive her to Barnes and Noble. He hadn’t seen it
coming.
She led him straight to the magazine section and pulled every wedding- related