"Nah. With Soren here, no one would dare," Jean remarked.
I thought of his marriage proposal. "Soren talked to me about getting married."
"What?! He proposed to you?!" Jean exclaimed.
"I wouldn't call it a 'proposal' in the traditional sense. But he was serious about it. He said we should marry to fulfill our grandparents' wishes and remind them of life's joys or something."
God, it sounded more like some speech meant to sound profound than a real proposal. Apparently, Amanda thought so too.
"He didn't sound serious enough to me. He didn't confess his feelings or say he loved you, did he? There's a gap between the two of you. If love isn't enough, you won't last."
I lowered my gaze. "I know. I've been thinking about it too. That's why I didn't accept his proposal. I told him I needed to think and would give him my decision tomorrow."
Jean, however, was insistent. "Say yes! What's there to overthink? Carpe diem, Tay-Tay! Don't tie yourself down with all sorts of considerations—th
