Her hands flew up and covered her her open mouth as a small gasped escaped. After a moment she lifted her astonished eyes to meet mine.
"Are you serious?" she whispered from behind her hands. Then, with a little more volume, she added, "Please tell me you're serious. I'll kill you if your not."
"I know you would." I replied, "and I am perfectly serious. No joking here."
She glanced down at my hands again. She stared quietly at the object in them as a tear rolled down her cheek.
I broke the silence, "You know, it's customary to answer a question when it's asked. Also, not to rush you or anything, my knees are starting to hurt."
Still staring, she asked, "What was the question again?"
I smirked and repeated the question "Will you marry me?"
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