Erica, Will you marry me?"
Good night, Benjamin."
"As I whispered 'good night, Benjamin,' his silence enveloped the room. In the depths of sleep, I pondered his quiet response, attributing it to the intoxicating intimacy we shared.
Perhaps, amidst our blissful connection, he found himself momentarily disarmed, uttering those words unintentionally. "I figured.
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In the morning,When morning light filtered into the room, I stirred to find Benjamin's gaze fixed on me. His intense stare made me wonder how long he had been watching me.
Startled by his sudden question, I turned to face the other way. "You're up?" he inquired softly.
As my eyes fell upon the open drawer from the previous night, my curiosity surged once more, urging me to inquire about its contents.
Benjamin's response was measured, his hand gesturing from my waist vaguely towards the drawer as he said,
"You'll know them in adequate time, Erica."
