A Proposal

When the pair reached the end of the alleyway, Hope let out a deep breath that she hadn’t realised she’d been holding. The moonlight caressed her face as she emerged from the artificial darkness of the den, and the cool night air swept through her hair. The surreal feeling of drowning that she had felt on the stage had miraculously disappeared.

‘Are you ok now?’ Joe asked tentatively, releasing Hope’s hand gently.

Hope nodded firmly, a smile creeping across her face as she became aware of what she’d just done. ‘I’m more than ok. I’m great.’

‘That was really freaky. You scared me.’ Joe exhaled shakily.

Hope turned to look at him and saw his distress written on his face. She smiled, taking a slight step towards him and put her hand on his cheek boldly. ‘I’m sorry. I guess I just freaked out a little. It all became a little overwhelming suddenly. I didn’t mean to worry you.’

‘Don’t worry about me.’ Joe smiled. ‘But you’re definitely ok now?’