32. What Video?

Sebastian

I try not to laugh out loud as I look at Delilah's face when I tell her the big news. Her face turned as white as a sheet of paper. No, not white. She looks almost grey.

"What the fuck!" she exclaimed. "I mean...what the fuck?" she repeated her sentence in the form of a question this time.

"You heard me. I am proposing. Will you marry me, Delilah Anne Gibson?" I take out a small box from Tiffany's.

"Absolutely not! Are you completely out of your mind, you crazy motherfucker?" Delilah cried.

"As my future wife, you really need to watch that filthy mouth of yours," I grinned.

"You're delusional! I would never marry you. Not in a million or billion years," she shook her head.

I expected some resistance from her, but I wonder if she'll still say no when she sees the ring. I open the box and hold it in front of her. "Not even if I give you this diamond ring that's worth more than your parents' house?" I grinned.

Delilah stared at the gorgeous oval-cut stone that sat comfortably b