Have you ever held a balloon in your hand, buoyant and full, and watched someone deliberately, maliciously, prick it with a needle? It’s never happened to me before, but I can vividly imagine the sudden, disheartening deflation, the abrupt end to something so light and airy. That's exactly how I felt in that moment. My balloon was the peaceful, loving evening I'd just spent with Todd, an evening I wished could stretch into eternity. The way Todd had looked at me, his eyes overflowing with adoration, his words a soft symphony of affection – it was perfect. The sharp, unexpected needle was the rapping on Todd’s car window.My Dad.My heart leaped into my throat and then plummeted to my stomach. Shock coursed through me as I saw him, his face a mask of fury as he glared at Todd through the glass. I scrambled out of the car, practically tripping over my own feet in my haste.“Dad! When did you get back?” I blurted, rushing to his side, my voice a frantic whisper.He didn't budge. Not an
(TODD’S POV)This was supposed to be funny! I really thought it would be, but something in my chest was telling me it wasn't a joke to me anymore.I opened the box, revealing the beautiful diamond-shaped butterfly necklace resting inside. My plan was to chuckle and say, "It's not a proposal, Baby." But my throat went completely dry. I saw Rory’s eyes widen in fear, genuinely scared I was about to propose. Then, as her gaze landed on the shining jewelry in the box, a wave of relief washed over her face. And that's when I felt it—a sharp, unwelcome pang of jealousy."Is marrying me so bad? So scary?" I asked, my shoulders slumping. Yeah, I know. I sound like a total crybaby. But honestly, I didn’t care right then.Rory’s eyes widened a bit again, this time in surprise. "What?" she whispered, clearly caught off guard.I just shrugged, still holding the box open for her. "You looked so against marrying me," I muttered, my voice a little rougher than I intended.Rory leaned closer, inspec
(RORY'S POV)“Todd…..” I whispered in disbelief. My breath hitched in my throat and I could feel my body trembling. We were beneath a little hill and from where we were, I could see lights. Todd had gotten out of the car and he rushed around to my side.He opened the door and had his hand held out for me. I placed my hand in his shyly avoiding his admirable gaze as I stepped out of the car.I liked the way his hand grasped mine tightly as if to remind me that I was now his.I let him lead the way until we stopped. We were standing on a small, secluded hill overlooking the entire city. Below us, the lights twinkled like a scattered handful of diamonds on black velvet. But it wasn’t just the view that took my breath away. Todd had transformed this ordinary hill into a fairytale.Soft, warm fairy lights were strung between two ancient, gnarled trees, casting a gentle glow on a beautifully set table for two. A crisp white tablecloth draped elegantly, adorned with a delicate bouquet of
Sure, I can definitely make the chapter much longer and more detailed for you, focusing on the romantic tension and Todd's sweet, romantic nature. Here's a revised and expanded version:Rory and I had shared countless rides, our bikes side-by-side, the wind whipping through our hair as we chased sunsets. But tonight, in the cozy confines of my car, with the soft hum of the engine as our soundtrack, everything felt profoundly, beautifully different. It was a rare, once-in-a-lifetime kind of feeling, the sort I’d only dared to dream about in the quiet moments before sleep claimed me. And now, those dreams were real, tangible, sitting right beside me. She was my girlfriend, and I was her boyfriend. My girlfriend. The smartest, most beautiful, most captivating girl in the entire world. The thought alone sent a shiver of pure joy through me.I risked a quick glance at her, my heart doing a little flutter against my ribs. She was staring out the window, her profile silhouetted against the p
RORY’S POV"Isn't this a bit much?" I mumbled, fiddling with my fingers and biting my lip as I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror. The elegant emerald silk A-line gown clung to my curves in a way that felt both daring and incredibly alluring. My hair was pulled up in a neat, perfect top bun, and the emerald earrings matched the pendant resting on my neck. Everything – the dress, the jewelry, even the pretty black purse and sandal heels – had been chosen by Todd. I'd never felt this excited about clothes before.Rosalie came to stand behind me, a proud smile on her face that I could see mirrored in the glass. "No, it's not too much, and it's perfect! You look absolutely stunning. As beautiful as the angel you are. Todd's a lucky guy."I smiled deeply, leaning back against her, resting the side of my head on her shoulder. "Thanks, Rosa," I sighed, a quiet happiness settling over me. We stood there for a moment, just breathing, before I broke the silence. "I don't know how
Even as evening came, I was still floating on a cloud, replaying every moment of my morning with Todd. It had been one of those rare, perfect days where happiness bubbled up inside me like champagne. I was snuggled on the couch, lost in a science documentary, a mountain of popcorn rapidly diminishing in my lap, when the doorbell shrieked, startling me. I let out a dramatic groan, wishing I could just melt into the cushions and ignore it, but Rosalie was on dinner duty, so it fell to me to answer. The bell rang again, more insistently this time, just as I reached the door and swung it open. There he was: Todd. Breathtaking, beautiful, a walking masterpiece in human form. My throat suddenly felt like sandpaper. I instinctively ran a hand through my hair, hoping to tame the wild mess that was undoubtedly a testament to my popcorn-fueled couch potato session. “Hey,” I managed, surprised my voice wasn’t a complete squeak. Todd’s lips curled into that perfect smirk, the one that sent m