He nods nervously, sliding to the edge of the couch. "Everything's fine." He sticks his hand into his pocket. "In fact, everything's perfect." When he pulls out his hand, his fingers are clasped around a silver object.
"What's going on?" I ask as he stands to his feet.
With an uneven breath, he opens his hand to show me what he is holding, and I gasp at the sight of the heart-shaped pendant my mom gave me. Only, it's not secured to a chain, but welded to a silver ring.
"How did you get this?"
He arches a brow at me. "You think two witches scare me?"
I shake my head, staring at the ring in awe. "But why did you put it on the ring?"
"Why do you think?" With his gaze fastened on me, he gets down on one knee. "Gemma Lucas, will you marry me?"
Tears flood my eyes, not just from his question, but because I'm here, breathing, holding our daughter, fully able to experience this beautiful moment. I'm lucky to be alive, and I cherish every moment. But this one, I'll probably cherish a little bit more than others.
"Yes," I say through my tears.
Looking almost as happy as he did when our daughter was born, he slips the ring on my finger and then presses his lips to mine.
We kiss, our souls beating as one. Always and forever.
Jessica Sorensen is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author that lives in the snowy mountains of Wyoming. When she's not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.
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