I mean it; Marry me! So I asked him again, meaning it, and I wasn't laughing. He stopped and gave me a look over, as if checking to see if I'd hit my head, which showed he was worried about me.

I said again,

"Marry me," I stared into his face, waiting for it...

"Marry me!" I said, staring at him, and he finally said it.

I felt my heart breaking, my face falling, and I hesitated not to cry, but it wouldn't help. Because I thought it was clouding and moving up, and they were falling down my face.

Epilogue

Three months later...

Wedding Days

Gracie P.O.V.

"Hurry up!...