PROLOGUE

"Will you marry me?" he asked. He has always wanted a day like this to come between them. He loves her so much and can't wait to spend the rest of his life with her.

In front of a lady was a man with his knee on the floor holding a case with ring in it.

"You have to the right to say whatever you want, but I really need your yes. I want to spend the rest of this half-melted heart and life with you."

He was just joking; NO is part of word he hoped she won't say. He was told to speak from his heart but nothing seems to come out at the moment, 'why this moment? why is nothing coming out? maybe i should have written it down when i had the idea, he signed. is this how it feel when you want to propose to the special person in your life 'NERVOUS' completely nervous and curious of what the person would say.

But the lady was confused, 'MARRY ME?' What is he talking about? Is this a joke? But looking at him shows how serious he is and moreover, he will never make such a joke. Her heart start to beat in a rapid state as she tried to keep her trembling feet on ground. She was completely shocked.

'What is he doing?' Tears was streaming out of her eyes, 'what is he doing?' She covered her face with her trembling hands as she cried profusely. I never chose him first, not in my smallest decision or the biggest which involve leaving him. But he still accepted after everything, was that not enough? Why this? Why me?

He got up, embraced her while patting her back gently, "Hey...hey, it's okay. You don't have to answer me now, okay. Please stop crying."

"Why me?! Why me?! Zayn

It all started when...