“What are we doing? Where are we?” I try to pry information from him.
“Hold on a few minutes.”
He opens the car door, leaves my side and the door closes. I hear the trunk open, then close and then I sit in silence waiting.
The air hits my skin as he opens the car door, “Alright love, I’m going to help you turn and get out of the car.”
“Okay,” I giggle at the absurdity of whatever he’s doing.
He helps me walk a few steps and I feel grass tickle my ankles.
“Alright, you can take off the mask and open your eyes now,” he instructs.
I obey and smile when as my eyes open. He’s brought me to the same spot we came the night of prom. Near the bridge I love and where we ate burgers and spent time together.
“What are we doing here?” I ask and then turn around to find Blake down on one knee. My hands fly to my mouth in surprise and my eyes water immediately.
“Sienna Torres,” he begins.
“Yes.” I answer impatiently and he laughs out loud throwing his head back and I smile widely.
“What if I was going to ask you to promise to eat burgers with me for the rest of our lives.”
“I’d say yes.”
“What if I was just going to ask you to get a dog with me?”
“I’d say yes,” he laughs his eyes sparkling.
“I love you. Finding our way to each other has been quite the journey but being with you, living my life with you - it all feels like a dream. There are days I wake up and turn to you to reassure myself that you’re still there, that I didn’t imagine all of it,” I smile and nod knowing exactly how he feels. “You are my home. I never feel more complete, more whole, than when I’m with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Consider me all in, for better or worse,” he says repeating my written words and it makes me smile wide. “Will you marry me?”
“Yes. A hundred times, yes.”
He laughs and puts a gorgeous ring on my finger.
He takes me in his arms and kisses me.
My life felt incomplete for so long, like a lost boat in a raging storm trying to find its way to shore.
Though lost and tossed around, I always knew the direction I was to go and so glad I never gave up.
He’s my anchor, my home, my perfect tragedy.
My broken heart, now mended by his love.
