Together

Demi

It's been six months. As we approached today, I became more worried and anxious. I asked him to marry me, and he agreed.

I've taken over the company, but I put Yas in the lead. I've stepped back from the business more and more and slowly pushed myself into Demitri's world. I happily stand by his side through his work, regardless of how messy, scary or bloody it gets.

Demitri told me he already had a plan for the wedding, so I let him decide, which is why I'm here. I stood behind a bit of white screen on the beach as Yas fixed my hair.

Kalanggaman Island Beach isn't one I had ever heard of. It's small and private, and Demitri has done an amazing job getting everything here for today and ensuring it's private and only us—well, us and our family.

Standing, I look between everyone and feel scared.

"You can't say no now," my mum laughs. "Your face says you're planning to run. His idea to do it on an island is good, you have no where to run," she laughs and I nod.

"I'm not running," I'