"I...I will marry you, Jake," Zamira mutters, her face turning extremely red. She turns her gaze to the side, her emotions clearly visible as her heart beats faster.
I feel a rush of joy and relief wash over me as her words sink in. It's a moment I've been hoping for, and I can't help but smile with happiness.
Without wasting any time, I take the ring from the box and gently slide it onto Zamira's finger. It fits perfectly, as if it was meant to be there all along. As I do so, I can feel her hand trembling slightly, a reflection of the emotions we both share.
With the ring now in place, I slightly kiss her hand, my lips barely grazing her skin.
"I...Idiot, why didn't you ask me out since all these days? You kept me waiting."
I let out a small smile, savoring the moment. "I guess I was waiting for the right moment, and I wanted the tournament to end first," I reply, my voice filled with affection.
