Jack's POV
Cecily was waiting for me at the front porch, and I was smiling from ear to ear as I walked towards her.
"It felt like we are having a celebration," she said when she noticed the wine in my hand.
"Of course, it is a beautiful night to celebrate, thanks to you," I responded as we strode inside the house and headed straight to the living room.
"I will get the wine glass," Cecily said, and I nodded my head before I sat down on the sofa.
"So, what can you say?" She asked the moment she got back with two glasses in her right hand and a corkscrew in her left hand, and she handed the wine opener to me and put the glasses on the center table.
"First, I want to thank you for all your help. You are amazing, Cecily." I responded, and she beamed at me.
"I told you I can help you," she softly replied.
"I believed you, but I couldn't stop feeling worried if she would say no." I answered.
