“Marry me. I know the timing is terrible. I know we’re in the middle of a trial and my mother’s fighting criminal charges. But I don’t care. I want you to be my wife officially.” He sat up, pulled her with him. “I don’t have a ring yet. I haven’t planned some elaborate proposal. But Bella, I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know I want more children with you—ones we plan and create together. I know I want to wake up every morning for the next fifty years with you beside me.”Arabella felt tears on her face. Happy ones, for once. “Yes.”“Yes?”“Yes, I’ll marry you. After the trial, after the chaos settles, when we can actually plan something that isn’t damage control—yes. I want that too. I want all of it. The marriage, the life, the family, everything.”Adrian laughed, pulled her close, kissed her like she was oxygen and he’d been drowning.“I love you,” he said between kisses. “God, Bella, I love you so much.”“I love you too. Even when you’re being controlling a
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