Pause!
At the moment I'm not sure what I should be feeling, happiness, anger, hate, joy, if only I can name one emotion to describe my entire feeling and yet, the words can't seem to come out.
Quickly I slip my hand away from his, hanging my left-hand mid-air, as I stare at him in confusion and horror.
As I earlier said, I could not use one word to describe how I'm feeling at the moment.
"Excuse me, who?"
Was the only question I can think of.
I must have misheard right?
"I'm sure you get it."
He answered, standing on his feet as he tugs me by the hand that was still hanging mid-air.
Quickly he lets go of my hand and his two arms open wide, stretched towards me as he wraps his arm around my waist.
His ocean eyes are staring at me.
This man is beyond overjoyed meanwhile I can't help but loathe seeing him this happy.
"You and I, we're getting married, aren't you happy?"
