That night, Raymond flew Ariel to Paris on his helicopter. The view from the helicopter was so nice that she would literally gape with opened mouth in excitement.
He was glad he took her there and the gladness in her eyes made him happy.
At the Eiffel tower, there was a specific area which was off limits and reserved for just Raymond. God knows how much he spent to gain access to that spot.
There were no candles, just ribbons and Raymond made sure to make them blue ribbons. Part of Ariel's traumas were candles and red ropes. The twins used those on her so much that just seeing them frightened her.
"Is this a normal dinner?" Ariel asked as they walked hand in hand towards the table.
Raymond nodded his head and kissed her hand.
"Yes. But before I let you eat, I'll need you to give me an answer. It has to be a yes or a no." He said and Ariel wondered what it was. She wasn't hiding anything so she had no problem responding to him.
