Belinda's P. O. V
I kept staring at the handkerchief that was shining bright the moment I opened it. Shining bright in different colors. "Will You Marry Me?" was the word in beautiful bolded italics.
Speechless would be an understatement. I raised my eyes to look at Dave who was already on one of his knee. Smiling from ear to ear.
The waiter that was trembling like he was going to die the next second was widely smiling as well.
"It was all planned." I said to myself, I smiled a little.
"If Dave was Breyson, I would have enjoyed this proposal even more. I nolonger love Dave but that doesn't stop me from throwing credits at him.
With the creativeness he's showed, I don't think anyone would forget this night. God! It felt so real!
