"You have to stay in my safe house for sometime. It's two hours from here." Sydney breaks the comfortable silence at dinner. I look up.
"What about you? You're coming with me, right?" I ask. His face shows regret as he shakes his head. "I have to take care of things." I don't say anything. I look at him and know he has something else to tell me. He remains quiet as he eats but his mind is elsewhere.
"Something on your mind?" I take his hand. "I'm here for you, you know." He gives me a small smile at my words and I smile back. I squeeze his hand lightly before releasing it.
"I know every woman has a dream wedding." Sydney blurts out after we resume eating in silence. I turn to face him and look at him weirdly. "I know you have one too." He notices my look and lets out a frustrated sigh.
"I need to protect you Izzy. I need to know you're safe. I need to defeat the Italians and come back to you." He gets up from his seat and comes next to me and crouches without breaking eye contact.
"I know this isn't how it's supposed to be. Heck, I only told you I lo... I like you yesterday. Please don't take it the wrong way."
My heart beats so fast. I don't want to think it's what I think it is. Never build your hopes up for them to only be crushed afterwards. "Just get to the point Sydney." I say in a whisper. I don't trust my voice right now.
"Will you marry me Isabella Styles?" It's a shock that I don't faint.
"What's this about Sydney?" How did it come to this? 'You should be saying YES goddammit.'
"Please don't think the wrong way." Sydney says with pleading eyes. "You remember that contract about us getting married for a year?" Oh! My heart drops. That!
I nod slowly. "Well, how about we do it now? I'm now a free man and we can give our son the perfect family he deserves." My heart continues to break. It's about the baby.
"But now, I want us to do it without the contract. No time limit. No payment. No conditions. It's not about our son this time. It's about us." Oh God! But why is he proposing now?
"Shouldn't we wait until everything is okay?" I ask him. I notice Sydney is still crouching and I wonder how long he can do that.
"No. We have to do it now. At least that way, you and our son will be protected. I'm doing it because it's necessary." I understand what Sydney is trying to tell me.
"Infact, why postpone the inevitable?" Sydney smiles at this and I beam at him.
"So when do we get married?" Gosh! That feels odd coming from my mouth.
"Does tomorrow sound good?" I stare at Sydney in shock.
"T,,, tomorrow?" I stammer. "I don't even have a dress. What can be done in less than twenty hours?" Sydney takes my hands in his.
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