I felt his breath on my face and my breath hitched, "Open. Them" he said in a low, raspy, seductive voice making me open my eyes.
I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful view in front of me.
There were two hearts leaning on each other glowing with golden LED lights.
I looked down and saw roses sprawled out on the ground. It was simply just... Beautiful.
Tears of happiness welped up in eyes as I looked at how much this man loved me, cared for me. Nobody has done anything like this for me.... Ever. Not even my parents.
"Kezr!! This is so beautiful!"
I finally turned around and gasped at an even better view.
"Kez-wh?" I was unable to complete my sentence. He had me speechless.
Kezr was on his knees with a small satin black box in his hand.
"Zelli" I heard him call my name but I was too far gone.
"No, no!" I said not believing that this was happening.
"No?" He said while his eyes held a shocked expression.
"No, I mean yes, I- just... Propose me fast, please!" I was confused and excited and just wanted to say yes to whatever he was proposing me to.
"Uh.. Didn't you say no-" I cut him off.
"Just propose!!" I said impatiently and he looked down and cleared his throat and started.
"Zelli, you're not my wife but a-"
Not his wife?
"The hell I am not! I am! Wait... Are you cheating on me?... Did you find someone else...? Who is she? Huh? I'll kill her and then you, I swear to G-" I was ranting like an idiot and throughout my whole rant his eyes were just magnifying even more.
He cut me off and shouted, "Fucking hell, Zella! Let me speak first, how the fuck am I suppose to fucking propose to a fucking chatter box?!!"
I mumbled a little 'sorry' and looked down while smiling knowing he's nervous.
He got on his one knee again and I looked up at him, "Zelli, love, darling, babe, baby....Firstly, I love you...alot, Secondly, I just want to thank you for entering my life and filling it with your 'lub, lub'," he said making me giggle and him smile.
"I want you to marry me again and make me the happiest man alive, because you have the domination to do that. I want us to marry again because I don't even fucking remember saying I do in our marriage. You don't deserve a marriage like that but a one of love and happiness, that marriage was not to my liking and I know it wasn't to yours too"
He said and I nodded.
He cleared his throat and said, "So, will you, Rozella Mogane do me, Kezr Heznaya the honour of becoming my wife?"
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