'Rewriting the Stars'

Katya

Uh oh...

I wasn't dreaming; Ferrara De Castello had gotten on one knee, his pupils greener and more alive than the bright stars surrounding us.

And I wasn't sure how I felt about the prospect of him proposing.

I mean, despite the events of the last few days, there was no denial that I loved him so much that I still wanted him, forever.

But...

And as if he could read my mind, a wistful smile crowned his handsome features, and he broke the silence,

"Don't worry, Kat. I'm not proposing marriage to you, yet."

Yet...

I may have held my breath when he started talking, a relief I hadn't known that I needed leaving my chest when the added the last word,

Yet.

I didn't get a chance to find an appropriate response that wouldn't make this any more awkward than it already was,

Because the other knee made it to the ground as well, and he reached for my hands, the warmth of his big masculine fingers enveloping mine.

Lost in my own pain and hurt, I hadn't realized how much I missed him.

Simple