35|That Is Not Us

~Rylee~

It doesn’t take much to leave me romantically stunned. I am a hopeless romantic, a die-hard fan of happily ever after. And marriage proposals and weddings were like icing on top of a moist chocolate cake.

The words on the ceiling weren’t the only thing up there that left me speechless. As the spotlights lost their glow, a thousand lights lit up overhead, forming a mirror image of the planetarium where Klaus took me on our first official date.

“Oh my God…” I parroted, lifting my trembling hands to my mouth.

I was still lying on top of him, boneless, mind floating in clouds.

Klaus was the first to move. He propelled himself up, cradling me on his lap like I was a child. If the cold bothered him in any way, he doesn’t show it.

“Rose,” he guides my face to him, wiping my wet cheeks. As if the fairy lights and stars above us were not enough to melt my heart into puddles, warm white, yellow, and pink lights started to glow under the ice, casting an intimate glimmer against the