Driving back home was awfully quiet. I never thought that a perfect night would end in shambles just because of what I asked him to do. I felt it was necessary, but I guessed he saw it differently.
I looked at him sitting beside me, but he was busy staring at the view outside. I always thought that we could always find a way to settle our differences. But I thought this time, giving him time to get used to the idea was the best option for now.
I tried to think of where I went wrong earlier, but I believed that no matter what I said or how I said it, it would never matter. The problem would always be about the subject matter. Recalling his face when he thought of my suggestion.
"Have you decided on a date for the wedding? If you'll ask me, I wish to do it soon. Even tomorrow. We can just elope." He even joked as we laid in bed, with his arms wrapped around me.
