It was a proposal, one she had never received properly. He was giving it to her now.
"Tell me Neriah, I want to hear you say it. I do not believe you hate me as much as when we had just married, but even if you do, I want to hear you say it. That you wish for the same thing."
Truly, she wanted everything he was offering. She knew that now. "Can you wait for my answer?" She asked and his lashes blinked with a little confusion. "I_ I want to give you my answer but I also have something to tell you." She said, "And I have some other things to confess." She said and a teardrop made its way down her face again. He didn't let it reach her jaw before he wiped it.
"And you do not wish to tell it to me now?" He asked, gently pressing his thumbs upon both her eyes to squeeze out all the water that kept falling.
She shook her head as he wiped the last of her tears. "Should I anticipate a positive response?" He asked with a somewhat wary smile.
