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The jewelry box felt heavier than any other I’d ever held before

Because as inside it was heavy WithWith hope With love

“Oh…” Shawn breathed out as her gaze landed on ain, overwhelmed

“You know me, love, I like to wax poetic But I know you, and you like it when I get to the point,” I said, shooting her a smile “Will you marry me?”

“You… you… are you sure?” she asked, her lower lip quivering

“Love, I have never beenme her hand

“I… yes,” she said, struggling to get the words out

“Yeah?” I asked as I reached for the ring

“Yes,” she said, nodding, looking down at er “Wait…” she said, looking down at the ring “This is ,” she said, brows furrowed

“It is That was part of the plan too,” I told her I’d used her aunt to get that done I didn’t knohat kind of ring that Shaould love So I had her aunt go to her with a job to design an engage for their “new line” The only instruction was to design a ring that she could see herself wearing

And that hat she’d made

And then her aunt and I had it made for her

“You knohat?” Shawn asked, gaze slipping to mine

“What, love?”

“I guess I rong all the ti down at me

“That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said tome up onto my feet “I love you,” I told her

“I love you back,” she said as I pressed my lips to hers

That was how I got the wo, to agree to spend the rest of her life with me

Shawn - 17 years