Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 605

Silas looked up at her, his gaze unspeakably tender. "I've had it ready for a long time. I carry it everywhere. Originally, I wanted to pick a perfect, sunlit day and give you a grand, flawless proposal. But today, I simply couldn't wait any longer."

The apprehension in his eyes flared intensely as he mistook her silence for hesitation. He softened his tone, adding, "But please don't feel pressured. If this is too sudden, you can take your time to think about it. I will wait as long as you—"

"I will," Willow choked out through her tears, cutting him off. A tear tracked down her cheek, but a relieved, radiantly happy smile broke across her face.

Though she was surprised, it didn't feel rushed at all.

Having survived misplaced devotion, painful separations, and the toxic, calculating charade of her past marriage, she had learned a crucial lesson. True love didn't require endless testing or artificial delays. A single heartbeat of certainty was enough for a lifetime.

This time, she absolutely refused to miss out on a man whose entire world revolved around her, a man who loved her with everything he had.

She was more than willing to run into the future with him.

Hearing her answer, Silas stiffened. The anxiety in his eyes shattered, instantly replaced by an overwhelming tide of ecstasy. His long fingers actually trembled.

He carefully lifted Willow's slender left hand, handling it with sacred reverence. Slowly, he slid the blue diamond wedding ring—the physical manifestation of his absolute devotion—onto her ring finger.

It was a flawless, perfect fit.

As he stood up, Silas pulled Willow tight against him. He tipped her chin up and kissed her—a fierce, burning, passionate kiss that sealed his lifelong promise to her.

Breaking away for a brief gasp of air, he rested against her flushed lips. His voice was husky, brimming with adoration and a touch of guilt. "You deserve better than this. This was far too simple and rushed. I promise I'll give you a real, proper proposal later."

Willow wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze melting with affection. She murmured against his mouth, "I don't need any of that. The rituals, the spectacle, the glamour... none of it matters to me. All I need is you. That's enough."

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