(Tara's POV)
"I will ask you just one question, but I want your honest answer. If your answer is no, I will walk away right now, and I won't bother you again,"
I swallowed. That one question will always be the hardest to answer.
"Tara Evans, do you love me?"
My heart skipped a beat. I was too nervous to answer that all I could do was stick my tongue against the inside of my cheek. If I answered no, and Blake would be true to his words, he would leave me alone. My heart would probably stop beating. If I answered yes, there would be no turning back. I would be happy, but why does it feel like it would open up a can of worms?
"Tara?"
I opened my mouth to answer, but an angel saved me from answering his question. We heard Sean calling.
"Uncle Blake! Aunt Tara!" He opened the door and came in, running inside the bedroom. Following him was Samantha, but just like Sean, she also stopped a
