A gift from Davis

Grace's POV

I had slept off in my room while staring at the paper on the bedside stool. I just couldn't understand why Davis would want me to marry him so suddenly. Yes, I was happy about it, but it was still suspicious. Davis, I know, doesn't plan to get married, ever.

Why then was he bringing marriage so early?

I had slept off with those thoughts in my head till I was woken up by a knock on the door.

The knock was gentle at first but then, it suddenly became so loud that I snapped my eyes open to see who was there. I didn't need to do much, as I heard the voice of Helen,

“Mommy!” She yelled as she kept knocking. I had locked the door from inside as I didn't want someone bumping into me staring at a paper for hours like someone who had nothing else to do in life.

I slowly got up from bed before making my way to the door,

“I'm coming baby, hold on” I murmured a little bit louder so that Helen could hear me.

When I got to the door, I opened it,

“Baby, what is it?” I asked the moment