WILL
It's been a few days since Cat got out of her coma. Finally, her diet is no longer restricted. I know she will be overjoyed to eat the strawberry pie I made just for her—under Luna's strict supervision.
It's my first time making pie but Luna assured me it will be perfect. I should have baked a cake too. The fact she's still alive deserves celebration. But again, lately I've been feeling like every day spent with her is reason for celebration.
I'm starting to understand those couples I previously found cheesy for doing things like throwing anniversaries every year and going on dates every week. I want to do all of that with Cat and so much more, and she hasn't even said yes to me yet.
Speaking of which, she was in a coma when I popped the question. I should ask her again.
