I woke up when I felt someone touch my face. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Bram. He was seated on the left side of the bed as he stared at my face.

"What time is it?" I asked in a hoarse voice. I placed the back of my left hand under my chin and curled up into a fetal position.

"It's quarter to eight in the evening," Bram answered me. He took my left hand and held my ring finger, "Sorry we were not able to buy an engagement ring."

I shook my head from side to side, "There's no need for that," I said to him. Our...