Chapter 47

But when I started to get on bended knee, Derek shot out of his chair and stood facing me. He grabbed the back of my neck, leaning his forehead to my mouth. “Yes, yes, oh, my God, yes.” He was shaking, holding onto me. With trembling hands, I managed to flip the lid open on the box and then, I took his hand in mine. We were silent, both of us in tears. The room had gone quiet. I could hear Derek’s shallow breaths and mine, too. Without a word, I took out both silver bands

“Yours,” I whispered, showing him the engraved word along the inside of the wring. Blue. I picked up his hand slowly pushed the ring down his finger. It fit perfectly, thank God. “And mine,” I said, showing him the word inside the ring. Red