Please be my wife
Her eyes welled up with tears as she continued to gaze into his own.
His facial feature looked ten years older, but it only makes it obvious that he will only get more beautiful as he grows.
He was too good looking and could attract unwanted attention to him.
She wanted to open her mouth to talk, but couldn't manage to form any words.
He still looked into her eyes seriously and she had no idea why he was like that.
Oddly, she didn't hate it.
She missed being this close to him and she wondered if he also missed it or he was occupied with his side women and didn't care.
But even if that's the case, he was here standing in front of her like she was his whole world.
Why is this so complicated?
She felt his thumb reach up to her face and wiped her tears.
He wasn't being extra emotional like he was, the last time. He looked like he had made up his mind on something.
The pregnant silent finally gave birth. He spoke.