My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"Arianna, I owed you a wedding proposal seven years ago. Is it too late to make up for it now?"

I was a little surprised, but my heart fluttered with emotions. There was so much warmth within me. "Aren't we married already?"

"Even if you're married, you can still propose. Can romantic things only be done once? Besides, a proposal is necessary for all girls," Freya said. She then hollered, "Our beloved President Roberts, we haven't heard you say those three important words. Are you planning not to say them?"

The man's eyes were clear, and he was as dashing as ever. We looked at each other for a long while. Under the anticipatory and watchful gaze of the crowd, I blushed as I slowly reached for the ring. Little had I known, he quickly pulled hand forward and put the ring on my finger. His eyes were warm and gentle as he whispered, "Arianna, I'll be with you for the rest of my life."

He didn't say "I love you", but what he said meant more than what the three words could hold.

I smiled faintly and stretched out my hand to help him up.

Freya felt we were too boring and nagged at us, "Why are you two acting like an old couple who had been married for decades? Where was the passion? At least say something sweet to each other!" I smiled faintly. "There's more to love than just fiery passion all the time."

Love was always in the details. I saw Valerie, whose eyes had reddened a little as she stood beside Pedro, gazing my way.

My mind went blank for a second, and I suddenly remembered the phone call she made to me.

term to me. If I didn't put more thought into it, I'd almost forgot that

was suddenly in a daze, Hendrix reached out his hand and

"It's nothing."

ceremony was done, the dinner

have had a hand in the "intermission" earlier. I much preferred simplicity

families, and even more guests showed up for dinner. Everyone greeted each

piqued the

dinner like this, the Moore Family's and Hendrix's gazes

dinner, and they were shining on both of

came to

I was not, but

dinners are always packed. Don't worry. It's just something we have

he grabbed my hand. Someone came forward to greet me, calling

a smile, but after a while,

tore through the crowd and sat at the table. The table was filled with