Agatha
Talk about fairy tales, I feel like I'm in one. I knew something was up when people started to give me roses along the way, but I never thought it would be like this. I gasp, and my eyes completely welled up. I am mesmerized.
The room is dimly lit and soft music of Josh Groban's you're still you play in the background. Every lyric resonates in my ear as I look at Shawn in the middle of the room, standing, looking so handsome in his yet again Armani suit. His dirty blonde hair was cut short like usual, and he shaved just right.
But the thing that captured me most was the way he looks at me. He looks at me like I am the only one he sees, no furniture, no walls, it's just one plain space with me in it. My heart constricts and I can feel the hard pound of it against my chest.
